Aftersun

What a heavy film. I had a literal pit in my stomach and a sickly feeling the last 20 minutes. Paul Mescal is incredible, and the chemistry between Mescal and Frankie Corio makes the father/daughter dynamic very believable. Funnily enough I initially thought that some of the fathers signs were too obvious and in-your-face and were leading to a predictable ending, but now that I realize that the whole thing is Sophie trying to piece together her memory of her father with who he really was, I’m sure I’d appreciate more of the subtleties on a rewatch. Mental health man…