Georgina’s review published on Letterboxd:
Wow. Where do I start?
It will undoubtably play on my mind, as I want it to, as it should.
At times I felt this film was another of Abbie’s Polaroid pictures, motioning itself with questions that provoked my thought as with its characters. A seamless depiction of challenges we will face through all ages of life. This conviction of time through generations showcased perfectly how quickly we as a species constantly seek to evolve our own self importance and meaning, or lack thereof. And truly how ironic it all is when we search for an unchanging identity when who we are is a question that no one will ever stop answering.
I also admired the endings given to each of the characters. The finality of what they became is unusual but, in my opinion, absolutely essential to how this film centred itself. For any film to give such a concrete ending is bold, as often a directors vision is so rarely compatible with an audiences, however, this ending felt like no real ending at all but instead an old friends word of advice, of warning, of reassurance. As to quote Abbie, “whatever you imagine your life is going to be like, know your life is going to be nothing like that” and you know what? That’s okay.
Now tell me, are you an art fag or a black flag?