Lacking substance. The film spends a long time showing close ups of the main protagonist lighting cigarettes. It feels like the characters do not really engage with each other but spend a lot of time going through romantic tropes like writing poems in cafes with a glass of wine. When characters talk to each other it does not feel sincere but a fantasy of an ideal relationship without limits or any daily responsibilities. Perhaps it is an accurate depiction of the book, in which case, I am judging a faithful film unfairly.