Great love always shrinks inward

Ericka 2022-04-21 09:02:21

I don't have the courage and confidence to say at my age, I understand the movie. Some works are like this, with a special time threshold. For example, Bergman's "Wild Strawberries," and in recent years, "Roma" and "Pain and Glory" belong to this category.

I dare not say that the reason why I can understand or understand these films is because I myself cannot bear the heavy emotional projection of the characters in the films. The complex and powerful contradictions in the relationship between the characters do not show their inherent intensity in me. When I watched this movie, I felt this very deeply.

The level of sophistication of this French film has changed my stereotype of French films overflowing with romance. It is different from ordinary movies, trying to express contradictions and emotions through the lens. On the contrary, this is a film dedicated to internalizing and shrinking conflict. You must know that whether it is a movie or a literary work, it is a hundred times more difficult to collect than to put it. Because no matter what work, its purpose is to express to the outside world. The difficulty of internalizing conflict and emotion is that it conflicts with the essential needs of our creation. How to collapse emotion at a tiny node and retain its due tension is a test of the creator's sensitivity to emotion.

To give a simple example, when the director expressed the conflict between the heroine Anne's hemiplegia and her sense of self-esteem, there was a scene in which Anne was finished going to the toilet, but she couldn't stand up by herself, so she called Georges to help herself. At this point, the camera is directly on the narrow toilet door, and Georges holds Anne up with his back to the door. This process was slow and difficult, and all the director left the audience was Anne's helpless look. He didn't use any splendid montages or close-ups to exaggerate Anne's inner fear and helplessness. The director put all these emotions into the expression of the old man, and the calm performance of the actress also caught and completed the entire emotional transmission.

So this film is basically made up of this tiny, seemingly bland scene like your and my life. But it is amazing that the director can interpret this "plain" into a more touching romance. This is also the advantage of contracting emotions. It can bring the power density of the characters in the play to the extreme, and that burst is hard to resist.

Going back to the overall feeling of the film, my strongest feeling is the three words "breathing". Anyone who has seen this movie can feel more or less that the rhythm of the movie is very slow compared to ordinary movies. Whether it is the old-fashioned actions of the characters or the falling into the plot, there is a feeling of "procrastination". But the feeling of this "procrastination" to the audience is not boring and dull, but the comfort of lying on the sofa wrapped in a blanket and watching a movie. Because inside, whether it's the quiet room, the light rain outside the window, or the aimless chat between the two old men, there is a real and rare peace in life.

This kind of rhythm allows us to be more infected with the breath of this family and slowly introduce people into their emotions. The so-called "breathing" in the film is to make the audience's emotions slow down and become sensitive and peaceful.

In the end, as I said at the beginning, I can't make what I call "interpretation" of the core of this film. Therefore, I can only make a superficial analysis and praise of it from the perspective of the film and play. I hope people don't get caught up in a meaningless cycle by arguing about the film's ethical values. That's just the different choices people make when facing death, and that's not the point of the film. Love is the title of the movie.

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  • Clarissa 2021-12-18 08:01:03

    Painful viewing. Attached to the truth: classmates grandparents, grandma's dementia, grandpa guards, and feeds porridge three meals a day. Back then, he always went to his house to play chess, and was stared at by the old grandmother up and down. It was like two living eyeballs attached to an inanimate body. After 30 to 50 years of care, it may be due to unfilial piety or other reasons. Later, grandpa strangled grandma, hanged himself, and both disappeared. Back then, I just felt scared after listening

  • Cassandra 2022-03-28 09:01:04

    I can only understand that this is French love. Chinese love is not like that. I will not accept this way of handling the old man. The way in "The Notebook" is what I can accept. But if you're talking about how to relieve your loved one from pain, that's another topic on euthanasia. Here, I only see the lack of responsibility of the old man, the desire to control gradually revealed, the two are withdrawn and unwilling to accept help, it is a perfect match! Vomit

Amour quotes

  • Anne: What would you say if no one came to your funeral?

    Georges: Nothing, presumably.

  • 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.