Aftersun
Aftersun
ha ha ha okay where are the cameras. im not even sure if i can fully articulate how this makes me feel. everyone in the reviews talking about their depressed/alcoholic dads, my dad is neither of those things and yet. i dont feel like pyschoanalysing myself right now so i wont but my god this hits home. the under pressure scene? bawling my eyes out (figuratively obv). there is so much to say about this but i just cant form the right words. i think the best way to describe it is: i am going to throw up! aside from the devastating storyline the directing and editing seriously contributed to the pit of despair in my stomach. holy fuck, the grainyness of the camera as well as just the whole colour pallette made me ill with nostalgia, i now have an overwhelming urge to watch old home videos. perhaps one day, far in the future, maybe after my parents are gone, or at least not in the same town as me, ill watch this again and maybe then ill have the words to desrcibe this but until then i have nothing else to say.
Best Actor: Paul Mescal