Two teenage boys fall for each other with tragic results in an intimate and well-acted, if a little overfamiliar, drama about infatuation and death
Originally intended for a Cannes unveiling this past May, François Ozon’s blue-skied coming-out-of-age romance Summer of 85 would have been a fitting film for the Croisette, filled with vistas not dissimilar to those one would have seen post-premiere. His flawed, bittersweet drama feels less at home screening at this year’s virtual
Toronto film festival, months after its French theatrical release, but like any potent summer fling, it’s how it makes us feel out of the sun that truly counts and while there’s tenderness and
fire here, it all burns out a little too fast, the embers stamped out by the reality of September.
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