I still haven't seen Call Me By Your Name. The thing's a couple of years old but it's still not free on streaming video. I'm not going to pay for it.
A.S. Hamrah wrote:
Call Me by Your Name’s strength is that it really does seem like the character played by Timothée Chalamet made the film himself. Who else but an actual actor-director would end his film by staring tearfully into a fireplace in winter because he’s realized he will always be separate from other human beings, even though he spent last summer having sex in Lombardy with two kind and very attractive people (Armie Hammer and Esther Garrel)?I don't know. I saw that movie made in Australia or someplace about two middle aged bourgeois women who start having sex with each other's good-looking athletic college-boy son. It was called Adore. The women were both thin and attractive. I just can't imagine people like that having any emotional depth. The women could have slept with their own sons and it wouldn't have left the slightest emotional scar. The movie wasn't depraved enough. It should have been about hillbillies. Same as with this Chalamet movie.
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