Aftersun

We watched a few clips of Aftersun in my random screenwriting class and I knew I had to watch the whole thing immediately. Somehow captures fragmented/distant memories so well, through the mixed media and zooming in on arbitrary details (an object, a body part, the sky). How can adult Sophie make sense of someone no longer accessible? Memories are reconstructive, they change every time you remember them, so how do you know what really happened and what has been changed by time, grief, imagination, even guilt? Too good. Let’s keep typecasting this Paul Mescal guy.