Among so many other things, this is a film about loyalty and being true to your word right to the very end. 'Amour' is a devastating, highly intelligent and astonishingly performed work. It's a masterpiece.
The flirtation with incest at the centre of this adaptation of Françoise Sagan's novel is tame by modern standards, but the evil scheming of Seberg as the daughter set on separating her father and his mistress is still forceful.
Lean's 1962 epic dwarfed most of the contemporary competition, including Spartacus and El Cid, and the passage of time has only proved how difficult it is to run ideas, history, characterisation and landscape in harness on this sort of scale.
Though critics may have always praised it as 'one of the most beautiful films ever made', its genuinely romantic tenderness (it ends in 'I love you') mark it as never so unfashionable, never so moving.
A spectacular tribute to the American flyers of World War I, it's distinguished by matchless aerial photography, logistically-detailed battle scenes and dogfights, a unique blend of 'European' directorial touches with Hollywood pace, and solid performances holding the straightforward love/duty/camaraderie plotline together.