Things to Come is less a film than a mood, and it’s less a mood than a temperature, and that temperature is somewhere between warm and lukewarm. Directed by Mia Hansen-Løve, Things to Come stars Isabelle Huppert as a philosophy professor married to another philosophy professor who, she finds out, is cheating on her. Among other things, Things to Come is intellectual porn, a movie made to please pedantic people. This is not a bad thing. How many movies this year can be accused of reminding you of a library, or of the joy of thumbing through a book, or of discussing abstract ideas civilly? That the movie dips its toes into a mother-daughter plot, a marriage plot, and an older-woman/younger-man romantic plot without submerging itself into the conventions of those plots is not a bad thing, either. Of course, a movie this restrained and non-eventful could cause you to start snoozing if it weren’t for Isabelle Huppert’s charm. And the end, set to “Unchained Melody,” may make you cry like the baby being held in Huppert’s arms.
By Alec Julian & Carrie White