Call Me By Your Name
Director: Luca Guadagnino
Running Time: 133 minutes
Sultry and oh-so sexy, Call Me By Your Name is a masterful piece and romantic enough to win over even the hardest of hearts.
Seventeen-year-old Elio (Timotheé Chalamet) is spending his summer being bored in his parents' impossibly stylish villa. Confident and ridiculously smart, he hangs around smoking cigarettes being all bilingual and comfortable with himself, liked by everyone who meets him. His summer plans go off on a tangent when American student Oliver (Armie Hammer) rocks up in his pastel shorts and hi-tops. Full of braggadocio and looking like a Ralph Lauren model with a penchant for bopping to pop music, Elio has met his match and is immediately transfixed.
Their romance is more of a slow burn than a whirlwind, the two circling each other in sun-drenched fields with the occasional brush of skin and glances that last a second too long. The fact this is against a backdrop of 80s fashion, electronica and a Sufjan Stevens soundtrack makes for a heady experience that's hard to shake. Guadagnino obviously wants to set up his homeland as a land of sensual delights, and Call Me By Your Name will make you long for endless evenings spent drinking prosecco, skinny dipping at midnight and lingering kisses in the moonlight.
With such joy there is also sadness, and Call Me By Your Name perfectly captures that sweet ache of first love that never leaves you. There's the breathlessness of snatched moments and the first forays into sexual awakenings, illustrated beautifully by long shots of fruit ripening on trees and the lengthening shadows of summer announcing the end of this holiday romance.
It offers such a powerful account of love, it'll make you wonder if you've ever experienced anything this profound.
~~ Becky Buter, theshiznit.co.uk