Mi percepción de "Call me by you name"
Esta percepción va a ser corta. Es una película muy tierna, en la que se cruzan los deseos y la exploración sexual de un jovencito con los deseos de un chico mayor. Las locaciones son pintorescas, y la historia no es lerda. La construcción de los personajes es sólida, uno puede identificar a cada personalidad.
A pesar de todo ello, historias sobre primeros amores de verano ya he visto, y sobre primeros amores gays también, por lo cual no me resultó extraordinaria ni original. Más allá de ese detalle, es tierna, está bien construida e invita a identificarse con las situaciones, fuera incluso de las orientaciones sexuales de los protagonistas.
El tiempo de reposo de este verano me permitió ver varias películas y series con tranquilidad. De esta película en particular rescato el monólogo del padre de Elio, que es delicioso, está bien actuado por los dos, y te deja pensando. La tristeza comprendida por el padre y compartida por su hijo debe ser la forma más tierna de diálogo. "Sé aunque creas que no sé y entiendo aunque pienses que no".
"What lies ahead will be very difficult.
Fear not. It will come. At least I hope it does. And when you least expect it. Nature has cunning ways of finding our weakest spot. Just remember: I am here. Right now you may not want to feel anything. Perhaps you never wished to feel anything. And perhaps it’s not with me that you’ll want to speak about these things. But feel something you did.
You had a beautiful friendship. Maybe more than a friendship. And I envy you. In my place, most parents would hope the whole thing goes away, or pray that their sons land on their feet soon enough. But I am not such a parent. In your place, if there is pain, nurse it, and if there is a flame, don’t snuff it out, don’t be brutal with it. Withdrawal can be a terrible thing when it keeps us awake at night, and watching others forget us sooner than we’d want to be forgotten is no better. We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster than we should that we go bankrupt by the age of thirty and have less to offer each time we start with someone new. But to feel nothing so as not to feel anything – what a waste!
Then let me say one more thing. It will clear the air. I may have come close, but I never had what you had. Something always held me back or stood in the way. How you live your life is your business. But remember, our hearts and our bodies are given to us only once. Most of us can’t help but live as though we’ve got two lives to live, one is the mockup, the other the finished versions, and then there are all those versions in between. But there’s only one, and before you know it, your heart is worn out, and, as for your body, there comes a point when no one looks at it, much less wants to come near it. Right now there’s sorrow. I don’t envy the pain. But I envy you the pain.”
Para leer: Huffington Post
A pesar de todo ello, historias sobre primeros amores de verano ya he visto, y sobre primeros amores gays también, por lo cual no me resultó extraordinaria ni original. Más allá de ese detalle, es tierna, está bien construida e invita a identificarse con las situaciones, fuera incluso de las orientaciones sexuales de los protagonistas.
El tiempo de reposo de este verano me permitió ver varias películas y series con tranquilidad. De esta película en particular rescato el monólogo del padre de Elio, que es delicioso, está bien actuado por los dos, y te deja pensando. La tristeza comprendida por el padre y compartida por su hijo debe ser la forma más tierna de diálogo. "Sé aunque creas que no sé y entiendo aunque pienses que no".
"What lies ahead will be very difficult.
Fear not. It will come. At least I hope it does. And when you least expect it. Nature has cunning ways of finding our weakest spot. Just remember: I am here. Right now you may not want to feel anything. Perhaps you never wished to feel anything. And perhaps it’s not with me that you’ll want to speak about these things. But feel something you did.
You had a beautiful friendship. Maybe more than a friendship. And I envy you. In my place, most parents would hope the whole thing goes away, or pray that their sons land on their feet soon enough. But I am not such a parent. In your place, if there is pain, nurse it, and if there is a flame, don’t snuff it out, don’t be brutal with it. Withdrawal can be a terrible thing when it keeps us awake at night, and watching others forget us sooner than we’d want to be forgotten is no better. We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster than we should that we go bankrupt by the age of thirty and have less to offer each time we start with someone new. But to feel nothing so as not to feel anything – what a waste!
Then let me say one more thing. It will clear the air. I may have come close, but I never had what you had. Something always held me back or stood in the way. How you live your life is your business. But remember, our hearts and our bodies are given to us only once. Most of us can’t help but live as though we’ve got two lives to live, one is the mockup, the other the finished versions, and then there are all those versions in between. But there’s only one, and before you know it, your heart is worn out, and, as for your body, there comes a point when no one looks at it, much less wants to come near it. Right now there’s sorrow. I don’t envy the pain. But I envy you the pain.”
Para leer: Huffington Post
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