Amour

Walked gingerly down Rose Street after seeing Michael Haneke's Amour at the GFT. It's a terrifying film about ageing, paralysis, dementia; sparse in action and dialogue, with no impulse to reveal all. The whole thing takes place in a single apartment, where sounds assume an almost unbearable significance: running water, inarticulate cries, the fluttering of a pigeon, piano music. A masterpiece.