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U.S. Go Home

This movie brought that feeling of being a teenager (and the mixed moments) if I've ever had a nostalgic adolescence in the first place.

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U.S. Go Home

«𝘌𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘫𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘦 𝘫𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘮𝘦?» Can’t I ever be alone in my own adolescence? A question that ran through my teenhood because it was alonessomeness that I wanted. Instead, loneliness kept me company. A film about adjacent intimacies. Not how they collide, but how they brim each other. The finding out, the peering in. Pain exists in being the odd one out. It sucks to be the ugly friend. To rerun the same gestures as your prettier, bolder friends and for you to sink into the wallpaper. You can’t be a wallflower if you yourself hide shame in the shadows. Denis presents the party scene in moonlight and shadows. We usually think bright lights and banter, but there is very little lighting. Not only to create intimacy, but the shrouds of shyness around it. I really like biographical Denis. Five years after, she would make her magnum opus, Beau Travail (https://letterboxd.com/bulgogiboi/film/beau-travail/), that looks to men and their formed institutions as something glorious. But here, in meager means, we see so clearly her sensitivity around emotions, their dance and distance, perfectly framed and given enough time and space to really dwell in. She understands her younger self so well, lived through her own jeunesse well enough to paint it as portrait. Engraved in my brain is when the brother sees how sad his sister is, holds her, and dances with her, only to run off with hard-headed shame at the sight of a girl he tried intimacy with. Machismo is a dance, Denis understands. «𝘘𝘶’𝘦𝘴𝘵-𝘤𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘻?» «𝘝𝘰𝘶𝘴 ê𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦?» «𝘕𝘰𝘯, 𝘫𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦. 𝘑𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘴 𝘥é𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘱é𝘳é.»