It took until the characters had their legs broken for the film to find its footing. Even then, especially with the choice of music, the tonal shifts are very jarring. Sparrow tries to pull off the earnestness and the cool of the French New Wave in the same film. Switching between those two tones made for an overall unpleasant watching experience, but the film has its moments. The series of small scenes where the four men meet the woman are charming and well shot. And the final scene in the rain is beautiful, balletic. The rainy climax is definitely worth a revisit.
To enjoy the film, you must ignore a few things that bugged me, specifically the narrative impossibilities and a couple peculiar technical aspects. In particular, I noticed an abundance of barrel distortion which is aggravating to see in shots that needn’t be that wide, and most audio coming from the actors has high pitch noise most likely from post-processing (the noise isn’t present in the score or the rest of the sound design, so it is quite noticeable).
On a completely personal note, I don’t think I am a fan of films about pickpocketing. It’s repetitious and visually unengaging to me. Much like while watching Bresson’s Pickpocket, I found myself completely uninterested.