James Westbrook’s review published on Letterboxd:
A bourgeois woman's fascination with a prostitute accidentally causes her to cheat on her husband. Here's the thing: if you judge this by the standards of a world-famous auteur, then yeah, it's pretty basic and too-wordy and kind of gross because of its very outdated gender politics (it's based on a Guy de Maupassant story which Godard made almost no effort to adapt to 50s Paris, so it's outdated even by the standards of Godard in 1955). That said, if you judge it as a first film made with no money and a single crew member, well, let me put it this way: I went to film school, and have thus seen a decent handful of amateur short films that accidentally reveal deep-seated issues with women, and by those standards this is pretty good. If one of my college friends made this my review to them would be: "You've got a clear, muscular understanding of visual language, and I loved the way you heightened the rhythm during the park scene when the woman talks herself into flirting with the strange man, but damn I think you have some issues you need to work out, bro." Obviously one of my college friends didn't make this, but context is still important and for what it is this is perfectly watchable, if almost exclusively interesting because of its historical value.