Hiroshima Mon Amour

Hiroshima Mon Amour ★★★★

We all have our Hiroshima, and we all have our Nevers, France. That is, until we allow ourselves to forget. The memory fades away when fully subsumed by a new one, and the pain with it. The final third in this heavily influential treatise on memory gets a bit tedious in its plotting, but not enough to mire Alan Resnais’ wistful touch and Marguerite Duras’ otherwise sparkling screenplay. The editing is masterful, at turns traditional and iconoclast, finely slicing together past and present (along with the voiced text) into a single cohesive tapestry. Waking life itself, isn’t it?

We should all be fortunate to live in a world that has Emmanuelle Riva performances in both Hiroshima Mon Amour and Haneke’s Amour on tap.

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