Reese’s review published on Letterboxd:
"I think it's nice that we share the same sky."
So good it makes me want to dig my fingernails into my chest and tear my heart out piece by broken piece. I think I'm permanently emo now.
Funny that Barry Jenkins produced this one, as it's perhaps THE first film I've seen since 2016 to recapture the feeling of Moonlight pulling me in and then, before I even know it's coming, crashing down on me with the weight of an entire lifetime of human experience. I'm overwhelmed.
I cannot fucking BELIEVE the Academy actually nominated Paul Mescal. Un-fucking-real. He's transcendent, as if pulled straight out of a deep reservoir of memory.
Someone give Charlotte Wells a DGA, as much funding as she needs for her next film, and a giant hug, stat.