Aftersun ★★★★½

Charlotte Wells pulls her debut storytelling with an extensive use of reflections. It is as if we do not see what things actually are but what they are projected to be - shape shifting, sometimes deceitful and ever elusive. She operates in tender reminiscences and fragile collections of memories which takes the shape of the vessel she puts them into - morphs and then resurrect in exact forms she wants them to be preserved.

With her delicate and intimate hand guiding the lens, every fleeting touch screeches of loneliness, every moment is given a pensive nod and even a hair strand falling over the face takes a massive weight. Aftersun is a stunning, almost hypnotic descent from summer fever rush daydreams to colossal examination of loss, regrets and sorrow.

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