I haven’t changed my initial position about Amour (Michael Haneke, 2012). I see it as a ‘training film for geriatric nurses and hospice carers’. I think it rubs our noses (and eyes) in the unpleasant trivia of growing old and infirm and disabled. We have an idea what happens. We don’t wish to see it before it does. Do I think that Riva earned her BAFTA as an actress? No; she got it for guts. Was she even acting much really? Did I feel the love? No.
Amour (Michael Haneke, 2012)
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