john’s review published on Letterboxd:
definitely a movie with a specific audience but boy oh boy am i sitting right in the middle of that audience. no other movie has managed to sucker punch me so hard and so frequently as this one jesus christ i need a therapist
i love this movie because it so clearly evokes this ethereal, indescribable pain of growing up in a world that doesn’t hate you but just doesn’t want you to exist. how does one love when a cardinal pillar of their identity (their queerness, literally the way they love) is the basis for them not receiving love in the first place. this movie makes me feel like genuine gay love is an act of revolution, spitting in the face of a world that teaches us to hate ourselves… of course love and going to the club and sex feel like earth shatteringly important when you have been taught your whole life to hate that part of yourself. so thankful for this movie holy shit