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Who knows this movie better than me.
Violet 2022-04-20 09:01:56
Two boys, a past, the same summer vacation, two different memories. This summer, the coach's love bullied Neil and Brian. After the summer vacation, Neil became a male prostitute. Maybe he chose this career. Neil wanted to get back his original love, and the coach's feelings for him lingered. No one is more centered on him than the coach. Because of the compensation psychology, Neil embarked on this path of desire. It was not until the end that he looked back and realized that he didn't like it. This is not love, this is physical comfort, this is the beautiful part of that summer vacation, there is no happiness. , no memories, no happiness. And Brian, like Neil, is a single-parent family and lacks love. Two personalities determine them, one is looking for memories and the other is escaping memories. This film tells us that no deformed love is born, no one is born gay or thinks he is gay, if you can face the memory and think about whether you like or dislike something or someone, and the end of the story. It is also said that Brian found Neil, and Neil took him back to the coach's house to judge whether the coach gave them love. Or you can say that the coach is Neil as a child, and this story is such an endless loop, which is why the United States is so hard to crack down on pedophiles. The only reason why the title says who knows this movie better than me is because I am the same age as them this year, and I have experienced the same thing before. What I'm thinking about right now is looking at myself just like the end, what do I want?
Extended Reading
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[first lines]
Brian: [narration voice-over] The summer I was 8 years old, five hours disappeared from my life. Five hours. Lost. Gone without a trace.
Brian: [narration voice-over] Last thing I remember I was sitting on the bench at my Little League game. It started to rain. What happened after that remains a pitch black void.
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[last lines]
Neil: [narration voice-over] And as we sat there listening to the carolers, I wanted to tell Brian it was over now and everything would be okay. But that was a lie, plus, I couldn't speak anyway. I wish there was some way for us to go back and undo the past. But there wasn't. There was nothing we could do. So I just stayed silent and trying to telepathically communicate how sorry I was about what had happened. And I thought of all the grief and sadness and fucked up suffering in the world, and it made me want to escape. I wished with all my heart that we could just leave this world behind. Rise like two angels in the night and magically... disappear.