Gay movie "Call me by your name": A love story for all of us raised as homophobes
Gay eroticism, fleeting happiness, explicit happiness, nostalgia, unsentimental pain, antique bronze statues found in a green Italian lake, shirts from the 80s, long days, warm skin, paperbacks, apricot juice in a glass jug.
“Call me by your name” stands out by being not only a summer love story, but also a gay erotic movie. Therefore it could also make a good dent in the homophobia that our heteronormative society has polluted us with, over time. You can feel almost - well - swollen in the recognition of a sexuality that cannot be expressed, because the desired one stays at a distance. The movie’s lovers dwell so long in the realm of hinted and indirect desire that we almost want burst, while the film visually shifts this desire onto other objects, especially antique statues, depicted as ideal figures as carnal as flesh with their cold, idealized poses. And then it casts a randy idolatrous look at everything that is beautiful. Sneakers. Bicycles. Peaches. Walls. Paper. Italy during the 80s.
This movie must be watched at the cinema. It can also be watched at home. Close to the bedroom.Link to the event
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