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“Aftersun”- did any of you watch it?
I just finished watching this absolutely beautiful, poignant film, and I couldn’t help but wonder if any of you watched it. It’s a very quiet, gradual movie, so if you are someone who needs fast shots and giant things happening, this isn’t for you. Paul Mescal gives such a poignant, subtle, understated but pretty performance.
It’s about an 11 year old girl who goes on a holiday to Turkey with her 30 year old father, who is turning The film takes place 20 years later, with a now 31 year ancient Sophie remembering that Holiday she took with her father 20 years earlier, and the last moment she saw him (from what I gathered). Sophie lives with her mother, as her father and mother divorced, and she has a very distant relationship with her father, who she wants to feel close to and he pretends to as much as he can but she can inform he’s going through his own personal struggles (financially and personally).
It’s such an interesting film with such a beautiful performance from Paul Mescal. While I doubt he will find nominated, I would cherish to see him obtain an
Humanizing The Vacuum
While plenty of films have limned the erotic overtones of mother-son (White Heat, The Manchurian Candidate, Murmur of the Heart) and father-daughter relationships (Voyager, Somewhere, Leave No Trace) they have rarely done so with the delicacy, lightness, and wit of Aftersun. British writer-director Charlotte Wells avoids camp like a dead animal on the road and tiptoes around stuffiness appreciate a drunk at a ballet. Credit goes to a script that allows Wells the lacuna necessary for her camera to capture rich, suggestive moments of intimacy. Also to newcomer Frankie Curio and Paul Mescal (the crush in Normal People) who inhabit the daughter and father with the specificity with which vague people we glimpse on general transportation and in cafes present themselves to our gaze.
From the oversaturated, ill-defined lighting and aspect ratios of a camcorder and the blobby pathos of Blur&#;s &#;Tender&#; blasting diegetically from the common areas, Wells wants audiences to get comfortable with the late s again. Aftersun cuts between the Tony Blair era
Aftersun
Film title: Aftersun
Director: Charlotte Wells
Starring: Paul Mescal, Frankie Corio, Celia Rowlson-Hall
Release date: 18 Nov
Certificate: 12A
The classic British summer holiday is an uncanny excursion in which the laws of essence seem to not apply. Time feels like it stretches on forever, strangers bond together over nothing more than a shared nationality, real life slips away. One such father-daughter trip to Turkey is the setting for Aftersun, the muted debut feature from Scottish director Charlotte Wells.
The film is the most realistic on-screen portrayal of a British family holiday since the TUI adverts. Many will recognise the hotel resort pools with high traffic, every dad’s stubborn loyalty to pints from the Irish pub, and the excruciating nighttime entertainment. (Here, it’s the staff begrudgingly dancing to the Macarena.) But beyond the momentary thrill of seeing vacations past rendered so clearly, the film is a careful unravelling of the fraying association between year-old Callum (Paul Mescal) and his pre-teen daughter, Sophie (Frankie Corio).
The Subtle Emotional Sorcery of ‘Aftersun’
When my local cinema rescreened Aftersun this week, I experienced things I’ve never seen a show do. After the final scene, the entire theater remained silent. Nobody moved. Slowly, you could hear people crying, sniffing, wiping their tears. Even when the lights turned on, most people remained seated. You could palpably sense that the entire room was affected by the feeling sorcery of Aftersun.
But really, the end of this movie was only where its force began to unravel for me. In the following days, I kept reflecting on the bittersweet story of Aftersun. Over and over again, I revisited the hauntingly beautiful soundtrack, the captivating cinematography, and the poignant narrative. It’s rare that a movie hits me so deeply. It was as if Aftersun had mixed an emotional cocktail I’d never tasted before and served it with a curly straw and an umbrella.
So, what is it about Aftersun that makes us feel so deeply? What makes it such a beautifully haunting movie? Here’s an attempt to answer this question based on my obsessive engag