Worked well for me, bringing me into a deeply sad place in my payche, a place that never realized the joy and excitement of youth beyond dreaming about living it. Ernesto is in a place of confusion, maybe regret, and I want to comfort him, but who do I think I am?
All of the actors were on point, all of them beautiful and earnest and mysterious, some embodying characters weary beyond their years, or magically spontaneous in moments of raw experience. Oh, to fall through those experiences, those people. What is it too be young and stepping into adulthood? Can I try again? Do I honestly want to?
All of the actors were on point, all of them beautiful and earnest and mysterious, some embodying characters weary beyond their years, or magically spontaneous in moments of raw experience. Oh, to fall through those experiences, those people. What is it too be young and stepping into adulthood? Can I try again? Do I honestly want to?