Mixed

I came across a review, this time from the Phoenix New Times. While it praises Marion's performance, it failed to appreciate the film itself--something I've grown accustomed to in the past few weeks.

"In a sense, every scene in La Vie En Rose is a holding pattern for the next ballad, which would reduce the movie to a musical were it not for Cotillard's command of character. Though she's far prettier than Piaf at any age and has to be heavily made up to come close to the bug-eyed jolie-laide that was la Môme, Cotillard not only has her fluttery mannerisms down, but the fragile sense of self that kept her always on the edge." More...