Bones and All presents people as a culmination of their traumatic past searching, no, longing for a glimpse at a murky future. Really enjoyed the delicacy it took when showing the all consuming desire of freedom and the burden it shoulders from generational grievances. The film bobs and weaves between the subject matters of exploration, trauma, and subsequent purpose, often going hand-in-hand with the impulse to survive. Chalamet and Russell kill. It’s about what I was expecting.
“When was the last time you fed?”