It’s certainly interesting watching this in a room full of mostly old straight people. Where I was sobbing, I looked over and watched a man yawn and heard another laugh at a somber moment. I think this was my first experience watching a queer love story in a cinema and I was taken aback by the apathy in the room. Nevertheless, I was truly moved by the film and it’s portrayal of love, loss, and the complexities of the queer experience. 

Each actor carried their own and I was especially taken with the “present” actors who built on the younger versions of themselves so flawlessly. There was a good balance of past and present, with transitions that felt natural. Yes, there were flaws, and yes the story has been a little overdone. But how many variations of the same straight love story do audiences eat up time and time again? Other than that, what I can is this: I could barely see most of the scenes through my tears (and that always says a lot for me). Overall, a great film.