1) Amour (2012), dir. Michael Haneke
If you saw Funny Games and decided you hate Michale Haneke, you’re doing yourself an enormous disservice by skipping Amour. That said, skip it and you’ll also save yourself a lot of tears and heartbreak. But to excuse yourself from the pain of watching Amour just because you don’t want to cry like an abandoned child is an immoral excuse, tantamount to committing a war crime. Amour may be the most tragic, moving love story ever caught on film. It may also be the most honest. I lost my own grandmother to stroke-induced dementia, and Amour, which covers the same territory, ruined me emotionally. But I came out the other side of it with a much greater understanding of my relationship to my grandmother. No film in recent memory—besides maybe Of Gods and Men and A Separation—demonstrated to me the immeasurability of love between two people.
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