Both Mescal and Corio are excellent, but I found the direction pretentious and irritating. I feel the director was over indulgent about the flashing scenes of partial memory, and there were in my opinion far too many flashbacks taken from holiday videos. The memories are from twenty years ago when Corio as the daughter remembers a holiday with her father in some seaside resort. Turkey to be exact. Bland though the holiday looked I saw ( I think ) a Mosque and I definitely saw Turkish Carpets especially one at 850 pounds. And Mescal bought it. Why I do not know. I do know he is depressed and hiding it except for a crying bout in his room. No more spoilers only to say that this would have worked better in a novel than a film, and that arguably the memory factor in the film was confused. The quiet parts that are memory are too clear and frankly I do not believe people recall with such clarity. As for the fluid memories they are as fluid and slightly unfocused as memory is. I just did not believe what I was seeing as I jumped from one method of recall to another. I read Proust backwards from the last book to the first. I shall return to him immediately.
Review of Aftersun
