Past Lives

Not very often does a movie quietly unfold it's narrative with such sensitivity and grace as Past Lives; a broad but understated piece on fate, destiny, love, relationships, identity and so much more. I connected with every single layer of this movie, and felt for every character and their specific angle. In-Yun as a concept wasn't new to me, but now it has a name I'll think of it constantly as I navigate this rocky plane of existence we call life. A lovely movie with an oddly gut-wrenching comfort; bitter sweet but so enjoyable from start to finish. Every frame is beautiful yet nostalgic with it's film grain, washed out composition and wide framing. A perfect score that is as every bit wistful and full of hope as it is soft and heartbreaking. To save myself from rambling, this was such a great movie, please do yourself a favour and let it whisk you away at your earliest convenience, I just can't guarantee you won't need tissues by the time the credits roll.

Like a medicine I'm immune to: I'm sure it's technically well-made but it didn't do anything for me. I'm just happy it worked on everyone else. Though a very different story, this had the same vibe as Before Sunrise which is another movie everybody else loved but me. I don't know, it's one of those movies you don't pause when you get up to take a leak because you don't care if you miss much and at least it'll be that much closer to being over when you get back. But I am glad so many people whose opinion I admire got a lot out of it.