Film

The Piano Teacher

Name: The Piano Teacher
Genre: Drama, Romance
Released: 2001
Cast: Isabelle Huppert, Annie Girardot, Benoît Magimel, Susanne Lothar, Udo Samel

Haneke's clinical dissection of Erika Kohut, a Vienna piano teacher whose need for absolute control curdles into something dangerous once a student's infatuation offers her the chance to be controlled instead. Cold, exact, and deeply upsetting, it plays less as romance than as autopsy of desire. Huppert is extraordinary; the film refuses comfort, sentiment, or easy sympathy throughout.

TMDb rating

7.3

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