Written and Directed by: Michael Haneke
Palme d'Or at Cannes
Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film
It's a love story of a couple in their 80s. They're dealing with deteriorated health, they're struggling with getting daily chores done, they're sometimes even struggling to talk to each other. What seems like the most unromantic film ironically felt like the most romantic thing I've ever seen. Because deteriorating health and old-age is reality that all of us, hopefully, will go through. And I feel like if you want to go through all of that with someone, then that's the one. You could go through your 20s with a lot of people and still have fun. Who'd you be with in your 80s and have fun? That's the question. Being there for each other at that point feels like the pinnacle of love. I feel like Amour is a film to watch with a date, and then think if you'd want to go through that with that person.
Spoilers alert here on. In this minimalist setting, with one location, very few characters and the film moving very slow, with small small moments between them, all of this builds up to the shocking and the unfathomable ending, where he kills her to let her off that pain she's going through. How did he do that? I was wondering, wouldn't he want a few minutes more of her? But his love is beyond that. He wouldn't want her to suffer for even few more minutes. The film made me thinking who had it worse, her or him, and I could never reach to an answer. Because she knows it's heartbreaking for him too. And he knows that she knows. And it's an endless loop of how they both keep feeling for each other, till the point where there's no difference between one and another. Both of them are the same living in different bodies.
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