Amour. 127 minutes of devastation from the mind of Michael Haneke. The story of Anne & Georges Laurent, an elderly couple living in Paris. They've been together for over half a century and are totally dedicated to each other. One day Anne has a stroke and we get to see her crumble physically and him psychologically. It's a depiction of love and devotion that by the end will leave you broken and wondering whats the point of anything. I watched it once and admired it but would never watch it again. It's too brutal, too real. There's no let up and even though you know from the start how it will end the tension stays sickening.
Fuckin' Haneke. Gowlbag.
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