Ragazzo di borgata 

Sonic is a pretty generic buddy comedy with a light dusting of eccentricity.

‘Concerto’ is esoteric at best, meant to satisfy the non-melanted’s sense of nostalgia. It is revisionist at worst, cherry-picking images that defy the true tapestry of the human condition.

The trainwreck is hot but tame.

A brave Indian woman rises from an oppressive background to become an inspired leader for women and men alike around the globe.

She is being made to justify why she doesn’t believe he’s a feminist, instead of him having to justify his choice to claim he is one.

Despite its glaring flaws, First Girl I Loved is not entirely undeserving of a watch. For people who can handle the more difficult aspects of the story and graphic scenes, it is worth looking into. It’s not a film worthy of rewatch, but it may still resonate somewhat with those who need a story like this. It is a genuine, if flimsy attempt at a coming-of-age tale. Were the film to be directed by someone with experiences more similar to Anne, it would likely be more powerful--as it is, it feels like a man’s perspective of what it means to come to terms with your identity as a lesbian.