Hamnet

i think this is the kind of movie you’re supposed to watch alone because otherwise you spend the entire time trying not to cry in public. the story is technically about the death of a child, but the movie isn’t dramatic about it in the way films usually are. it’s quiet and slow and it just sits with the grief instead of trying to turn it into some big speech about tragedy. which somehow makes it worse. in a good way. also you know a movie is good when even the children deserved oscars. like why were they acting better than most adults in hollywood. agnes completely broke me. she feels like someone who exists slightly outside the normal logic of the world — a little mystical, very stubborn, deeply emotional — and watching her slowly understand what’s happening is genuinely painful. there are moments where she just looks at someone or touches something and you already know what she’s feeling. also a small question that kept distracting me: why does she only have that one dress. girl please get another outfit. the whole movie is beautiful in that soft, quiet way where everything looks warm and peaceful but you can feel the sadness underneath the entire time. it feels less like watching a story and more like sitting inside someone else’s memory. anyway i need to watch this again alone because i feel like i spent the whole film emotionally restraining myself and this is definitely a movie that requires a proper crying session.