Calling Cinema By Its Name In Northern Italy, Circa 1983

Call Me By Your Name - Sony Pictures Classics
I have no idea where I was or what I was doing in 1983, but I do remember the winter quarter of 1992 when I asked a girl if she liked mangoes. It was a bittersweet, ultimately horrible memory that was drudged up thanks to Call Me By Your Name, which currently is my #1 film of 2017. Cinema, at its creative apex, is a living and breathing thing, and I was full of life by the closing moments of this film, even if those mangoes eventually got in the way.

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