So, so depressing—that is the best way I can describe director Michael Haneke’s Amour (2012). For close to two hours I sat in abject misery watching Emmanuelle Riva’s character slowly descend into physical and mental incapacitation after suffering a series of strokes, while her husband (Jean-Louis Trintignant) helplessly watches. I’m not actually sure what age group this film appeals to—most under-thirties probably would be bored, while everyone...
