sophie’s review published on Letterboxd:
This week has been the worst week of my life. There have been a lot of weeks where I’ve felt awful about myself and about everything, but I’m pretty sure that this has been the worst.
I feel worthless. Things are bad between my parents all of sudden (it’s sudden for me, anyway. I think they’ve been unhappy for a while). Without going into too much detail, cancer sucks. I know that seems like I’m stating the obvious, but it’s only now that I have first-hand experience with it that I’ve realised how bad it really is. School is making me feel like I’m not clever at all, which has kicked my anxiety back into action. You get the picture.
I think the reason why I’m telling you all of this is that I’ve realised why I love film. It’s an escape from reality, which I need now more than ever. Call Me By Your Name is only one of the examples. It’s simplicity and serenity make me feel complete at a time where I can’t cope. Many films do this, but in different ways. It seems unhealthy at first, to try and avoid your reality and lose yourself in another world; worrying about a fictional character’s problems may build upon your stress. Yet, for me, a momentary release from the present just lets me feel something that isn’t pain.
Sorry for blabbering on, but I need to get this off my chest. It’s hard to pretend that everything’s fine when it’s really, really not. If I’m not as active on here, you’ll know why. I also realised I’ve never expressed my thanks for everyone who has followed me or even looked at one of my (extremely dumb) reviews. Thank you ❤️❤️