A beautiful example of the magic that Nick Malakhow wields when it comes to character and narrative, we meet two fully fleshed-out, compelling, human characters that I found myself needing to continually remind myself were just high school kids, bearing as they did the weight of the world and feeling so alone, even in company. Malakhow expertly weaves touches of teen anxiety, pressure, sexuality, and race but never in a prescriptive way: this is a heartbreaking, all-too-real examination of what we ask of teens as they figure things out in a vacuum. Beautifully rendered, which is no surprise at...
A beautiful example of the magic that Nick Malakhow wields when it comes to character and narrative, we meet two fully fleshed-out, compelling, human characters that I found myself needing to continually remind myself were just high school kids, bearing as they did the weight of the world and feeling so alone, even in company. Malakhow expertly weaves touches of teen anxiety, pressure, sexuality, and race but never in a prescriptive way: this is a heartbreaking, all-too-real examination of what we ask of teens as they figure things out in a vacuum. Beautifully rendered, which is no surprise at all.