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“Depressing” was the word used by everyone I spoke to about the film, but depressing has never been a descriptor that puts me off; it’s rare that a movie, even an aggressively tragic one, depresses me. More often, I find myself simply fascinated, and even delighted, by the range of emotions cinema can capture.
But “Amour” depressed me…
Hannah Goldfield on her grandparents, and why she almost didn’t make it through Michael Haneke’s “Amour”: http://nyr.kr/VLcMkR
Photograph: Sony Pictures Classics.
