Lizzy’s review published on Letterboxd:
Palm nerve. A look down the hall into a past that won't run from but to, into screaming color and aching hue. Dreams come and go, but their auras echo into the tangible world, and hurt just as real. Breathe on water, and sink at the sound of every word, every action, every microaggression designed to silence you. A movie for the people who know what it's like to be separated from everybody else, a poem for the people who know what it's like to be stuck on the other side, to be suffocated by a masculine, heteronormative culture and to feel afraid to be oneself, and a piece of balladry for the people who can feel seen by just one look, a gaze that could encapsulate a life of longing and the desire of being. This is, and always will be, one of the ultimate LGBTQ+ movies out there.