It touched me deeply, but I'm still longing for a teen film on the level of Aftersun. if I try to articulate what I felt was missing in this one, it's the truth of age. the protagonists in We Grown Now are like babies in medieval paintings — small in size, but with adult proportions. these kids dream coherently, ask self-reflection questions fluently, and fantasise about the stars. Aftersun, on the other hand, is imbued with a sense of not…
