Michael Haneke is not one of our warmest directors. The buzz on his latest film, “Amour,” is that that this is the film where the seventy-year old Austrian warms and mellows. Our reviewer thinks not.

It takes an act of courage to walk into a Michael Haneke movie. The filmmaker has established himself as such an adept and effortless manipulator of his audience’s deepest fears, anxieties, and moral weaknesses that the question isn’t whether we’ll leave the theater feeling deeply unsettled — that’s a given. The question is, rather, which of the most vulnerable areas of our psyche Haneke will brutalize — for either his amusement or our edification…