This is a well-made film by a talented director, with good performances all around, and the angst of adolescent love is a perennial subject for film. In this case, the protagonist is an unstable young woman in love with another. While their relationship is portrayed realistically, and not trivialized as a schoolgirl crush, the conclusion of the film harkens back to the recent past, when tragedy was the only fate that could befall lesbians in film. The persistent metaphor of raptors soaring is a bit hackneyed, and ultimately, the film disappoints. Pool's Embrace-Moi is a much more satisfying effort.
Review of Lost and Delirious
