Wes’s review published on Letterboxd:
"You're in the middle of the world."
My hands have been on my keyboard for five minutes trying to find something, anything, to say. I don't think I've ever experienced something as personal and transcendent as this. Every shot, every haunting musical note, every smile however rare it might be from these characters, every emotion and desire left unsaid has been seared into my soul.
I guess since I mentioned emotions left unsaid, I should start off by saying something personal that I haven't mentioned on letterboxd, and I'm having a hard time trying to describe this problem, but here goes: I find it difficult to watch films most of the time (i.e. follow plots, become immersed in the story, forget basic things, really just having trouble watching a movie if that makes any sense at all) due to problems with my mental health, and there are very rare times I become totally transfixed by a film and am able to watch it, to me, properly. I'm not sure if its because of my problems with dissociation, or if it's another undiagnosed problem I'm not aware of, but its plagued me for as long as I can remember. It's a problem I have even when watching my favorite films, constantly.
During the first 10 minutes of this movie, it all went away. When Chiron and Juan talked about how you should identify yourself for only yourself, and when he was training an anxious Chiron to learn how to swim, I felt my surroundings finally disappear, and I cried as I felt the beauty of this movie for the first time.
Its an odyssey of a generation, and I pray that it becomes one of the greats.