Y Tu Mamá También

Y Tu Mamá También ★★★★½

There's always those movies that come across you at the perfect time in your life. Eternal Sunshine shortly after a breakup, Le Rayon Vert in the midst of an anxiety related mental-health crisis, and in this case, after having received my high-school diploma in the mail just 3 days prior; Y tu Mamá También fell into my lap. Our two leads here find themselves in a situation similar to I, this seemingly endless chasm of insecurity and doubt which only seems to grow larger and larger through both my own procrastination and the persistent slew of statements like "yeah I'm taking a gap year" or "my uncle's got a job lined up for me" And despite the fact I'm scheduled to attend university this year current events have created certain complications, and of course; ever more doubt. As opposed to a global pandemic however, Cuarón chooses to tell this tale within a period of rampant poverty, prejudice, and political corruption. And instead of retreating to the warm embrace of film, our leads find solace within each other. Spending their days taking drugs, masturbating, and idolizing political figures in a desperate attempt to suppress their insecurities, severe boredom, and oh so relatable thoughts of one's own lack of purpose within a world that has no care for you.

Then, in come's Luisa. A woman who after losing the man she loves chooses to both tutor and humor these two overtly juvenile boys. Across their travels they engage in countless conversations as riveting and insightful as they are hilarious. Cuarón's dialogue and direction is perfect, Luisa is cool and collected, whereas at all times the two boys are fidgeting, hyperbolically boasting about their supposedly various sexual exploits, and ironically highlighting their blatant pseudo-intellectualism. The chemistry between the three is some of the greatest to be shown within all of cinema, and through this Cuarón explore's the fact that despite whatever else is, was, or is going to happen in the world, human connection trumps all.

This point is proven wonderfully through the frequent and abrupt narration as well. While in other films this may feel purposeless or irritating, the narration here feels like one remembering the beauty of a now faded memory; exaggerating certain elements, yet still capturing the essence of the moment. Disregarding the engagement of the viewer Cuarón seeks make sure the audience is aware that this is purely a film. Resulting in the audience re-contextualizing and appreciating their own moments of nearly forgotten beauty. We all have stories, some good some bad, but all containing that singular emotional power and ultimate message.

At one point in the film the narrator interrupts a scene on a certain patch of road to explain a tragic accident which happened 10 years prior in that very spot. Despite whatever is, was, or is soon to come, we still have each other and our memories; life moves forward.

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