Most critics agree on one thing: Marion Cotillard. Nearly every review, whether favourable or not, singles out her performance as the reason to watch, and several say she stops seeming like an actress playing Piaf at all. The positive reviews also credit the lavish production and the film’s willingness to match its subject’s excess with a theatrical energy of its own.
The reservations gather around structure. The film moves back and forth across Piaf’s life, and many critics find the result muddled, overstuffed and short on insight into who she was. The spread is wide: some call it moving and compassionate, others pedestrian or shapeless, and the mixed verdicts equal the positive ones. The New Yorker’s Judith Thurman finds a pedestrian saga around a strong central performance, and Time Out’s Trevor Johnston goes further, suggesting a life this dramatic never needed a biopic in the first place.
