FILM- AMOUR

Film - Amour

Aight so yo. This film won the Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film festival last year, which is basically like completing 10 seasons of Master League on Pro Evolution and winning everything (which i did) .. (twice)- Because initially only a few people get to see it/care, and its too complex for everyone else to understand/no-one gives a shit (haters). Seriously though, films that get that accolade are kinda hit and miss with me. I can fuck with Apocalypse Now (1979 winner) Pulp Fiction (1994) and The Wind That Shakes The Barley (2006), but some of them go straight over my head- Tree Of Life (2011) Four Months Three Weeks and Two Days (2007). Sometimes they are too ambitious, too pretentious, or just not that entertaining. I kinda feel everything great is entertaining in some way, even artsy films that invoke some sorta deep thought cuz that's entertaining and interesting for me (And people say i'm not fun?)

So Amour. Its pretty sick. Amour means love, and the film kinda flirts with the idea of love, what it means, and to what extent it can push you. Nearly all of the film takes place in the apartment of this ageing married couple, so it's all tight and claustrophobic and really human. To cut an old story young, the wife is gradually deteriorating, and its all sort of the husbands fault, because he pushed for a surgery she never wanted (Guilt -My Man). Initially, their relationship is full of charm. Living in their apartment we see dinner time conversations that hint at enduring love and excitability even in the twilight stages of their life and marriage. Gradually, the wife's deteriorating health places a financial and emotional strain on the husband, and we get a real first hand look into the pain of watching a loved one slip away. Without giving away the ending (they all die), I can say that its a pretty honest, brutal look at emotional and physical decay- that whole drag of the mortality of humans and how it sucks dick.

It made me think about love and marriage and shit. Thought-provoking films are pretty sick, and when i finish watching something and think about who's right, what i think about what just happened, and other deep and meaningful shit i can never really say i didnt enjoy it.

Although this did happen, and i found it hilarious. Which then made me sad because it's quite a poignant moment and i missed that.
(full screen it, and apologies for the shitty copy)









Minus the hilarious-but-not-really face slapping, I thought Amour was pretty brutal, pretty honest, and pretty sick, if not a little heavy going. The ending raises some pretty interesting questions too, about selfishness and selflessness, and the real limits of love.

Yo i was gonna go for the 3.5 on this but that slap bumped it up...

4 CAPTAIN & TENNILLE'S OUTTA 5