I'm no Barry Norman, but i love film and have seen my fair share of those the hardened critics consider to be in the pantheon of cinema's great films.

But no film i have ever seen - except maybe Steven King's It because i was six and it scared the living shit out of me - has ever wielded the impact of the one i saw yesterday, Amour by Michael Haneke. Just like It should have done for those six year olds harbouring the intention of seeing a clown at some point in the remainder of their childhood, i genuinely think Amour should come with a warning.

I can't get it out of my head.

Kylie style.

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