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Jerald 2021-12-18 08:01:03
You are like a monster, but very gentle
The movie ended in the presence of Ava (Isabelle Huppert), and the cast and crew members came up quietly one by one. Even without the background music, I was overwhelmed by the mood of the movie, just like the nightmare of George (Jean-Louis Trintignant) in the movie. Where did the hand...
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Wiley 2022-03-31 09:01:03
It's really boring to make a movie like this. I hate Haneke's obsessive zero-skill creation more and more. Except for the performance of the two octogenarians, the others are incompetent. The Cannes jury has always deviates from the normal taste of human beings, but I can't understand the popularity of so many people. Such a dull and redundant narrative is not worthy of such a pitiful theme.
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Marie 2022-04-24 07:01:10
In the 23rd minute, the tears have not stopped. Known death, unknown details, closed space, calm camera, Haneke quietly hides in a corner of the room, browsing life and reading love, looking forward to more and more, fear also getting closer. The white-haired old man in the middle, can you carve my heart more deeply?
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Georges: Nothing, presumably.
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Georges: [telling a childhood memory] ... some banal romance or other about a nobleman and a lower middle-class girl who couldn't have each other and who then, out of sheer magnanimity, decide to renounce their love - in fact, I don't quite remember it any more. In any case, afterwards I was thoroughly distraught, and it took me a bit of time to calm down. In the courtyard of the house where grandma lived, there was a young guy at the window who asked me where I'd been. He was a couple of years older than me, a braggart who really impressed me. "To the movies," I said, because I was proud that my grandma had given me the money to go all alone to the cinema. "What did you see?" I started to tell him the story of the movie, and as I did, all the emotion came back. I didn't want to cry in front of the boy, but it was impossible; there I was, crying out loud in the courtyard, and I told him the whole drama to the bitter end.
Anne: So? How did he react?
Georges: No idea. He probably found it amusing. I don't remember. I don't remember the film either. But I remember the feeling. That I was ashamed of crying, but that telling him the story made all my feelings and tears come back, almost more powerfully than when I was actually watching the film, and that I just couldn't stop.
