Noah Thompson’s review published on Letterboxd:
Ugliness is a kind of death.
Very good. I feel like I can't give it a higher rating than I currently am, but this was a well-made feature, and absolutely the best Varda I have seen so far. Cleo from 5 to 7 falls into the type of story I like to often go for. It takes place over a very short amount of time, yet we get to see a particular individual go through a major transformation. From just seeing what's essentially a real-time snippet of a person's life, you as a viewer get a good idea of who Cleo is, what her desires are, what she wants from life, and most importantly, what she is afraid of. Turns out, she's afraid of a lot of things. The anxiety that exudes from her in nearly every scene is infectious and, hey, in the current time that we're in, rather relatable. She fears death, she fears the loss of her clear beauty, but these anxieties are the types of things that prevent good people from living their life to the fullest. They are reasonable worries, that's the thing which makes them hard to overcome. I seem to also go for movies where someone's anxieties or larger problems aren't resolved by the very end of their story we see on-screen, and this fits that too. Through how we wander the city streets to how we converse with the random people we pass by on a daily basis, we could learn quite a bit from Cleo. Will revisit.