Eventually, the two begin to meet secretly unsurprisingly raising the suspicions of Lucie (Scott Thomas) Paul's wife. They seem to have long been quietly circling each other in their spacious home unable to communicate in any meaningful way. All of the aforementioned makes this film a difficult one to gauge. Ambiguity can often be dismissed as pretension, and directors that portray detachment and isolation by replicating them in their style and aesthetic risk alienating audiences. Somehow, Claudel's latest manages to walk those particular knife edges without quite slipping off. The drama remains intensely absorbing throughout, and although things do not quite coalesce as one may hope in the finale, it also does not leave a sense of dissatisfaction when the credits roll. If anything, Before the Winter Chill might inspire a desire to revisit its enigmatic rhythms and would undoubtedly reward repeat inspection for those inclined to do so.