"Joanna Walsh is fast becoming one of our most important writers."–Deborah Levy
"Walsh's writing has intellectual rigour and bags of formal bravery... boldly intellectual work."–Financial Times
"Luminous, philosophical"–Lauren Elkin
"Steeped in the pure poetics of now...a smart, allusive meditation."–Colm Tóibín
"Walsh is a sublimely elegant writer ... artful and intelligent."–The New Statesman
Thought-provoking... Central to Walsh's take on Godard's oeuvre is her curiosity about and understanding of the women who appear in them. –Publisher's Weekly
She articulates the sickening feeling of only ever appreciating one's body in the rearview mirror with such terrible precision that it stunned me.–Philippa Snow, The New Republic
It is rare to find a writer who can take such candid pleasure in beauty–the beauty of faces, figures, clothing, and cities–while also querying its injustices. To watch Godard's films through Joanna Walsh's eyes is to see envy and appreciation, longing and disavowal, walking hand in hand. This book is a gorgeous complex gesture of criticism.–Merve Emre, author of The Annotated Mrs. Dalloway
