Poesy or pure boredom? I confess that, by the middle of the film, I was in doubt. It's certainly an experimental film, far away from Hollywood or even most European movies.Far from anything, as long as my experience in watching films is concerned. Maybe Andy Warhol is something near, or some eastern movies. But yet so simple it may make us cry. Why is the American experience so harsh? Why there comes a moment when separation, for those 'lucky' ones that enter college, comes as inevitable as the moment of coming of age? Two kids, happy together and boyfriends since they were four, are seen this moment approaches. One copes well with mathematics and college requirements. The other can't solve simple algebra problems. We know he could enter through the door of physical abilities, but he doesn't want. He can also easily understand musical notes, as we see in his ability to play poignant, sad music. By the way, all is very sad in the movie. 'Don't you want me to go? Say it, and I won't go'. But he won't say it. The experience of someone is a particular one, one shouldn't deny the person the chance to try. Or so does America thinks. All I can say is, had I had a love like this, I would have already entered Eden. I wouldn't leave it. Certainly a movie I'll see again. Poetry, pure poetry.
Review of Last Summer
