The movie seems extremely slow and uncertain about what it wants to say to the viewer. Is it something about war, or is it something about love, or something about people's lives in post-war cities? The movie fails to concentrate on either of the questions and just seems like a disconnected story of two people suffering from their own preoccupations. The man seems overly intrusive, and the woman just seems to overact and talk nonsense. However, I would notice that in the very beginning there were some important thoughts concerning the war, that should never happen again. And we as humans must remember it.
Review of Hiroshima Mon Amour
