The Piano Player (2001). Director Michael Haneke has a penchant to take complex human issues and paint their essence in an abstract and revolting manner. This flick is the epitome of such an endeavor. The overall themes of this flick are only the window dressing of the disturbing psychological makeup of our highly unlikable protagonist. More so, the disquieting harshness of character are sublimely expressed in the cold countenance of our character, where intense moments of smoldering calm belies the twisted volcanoes of tumultuous emotions just barely contained and later expressed in the most revolting manner. The turbulence of this movie is accentuated with polemic scenes both subtle and extravagant. The caliber of acting was explosive, with Isabelle Huppert's performance a level above brilliant. Annie Girardot's role as the overbearing mother was on par with our emotionally convulsed heroine. Haneke's direction was as expected, bilious and with painful attention to any and all disturbing details. The sound quality is of a harsh nature which only adds to the voyeuristic nature of his flicks, ensconcing the viewer in where he does not belong. Definitely not for everybody, this Haneke addition is impressive indeed. Merci beaucoup.
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