Boyhood

Boyhood, in my quiet and pretty personal ambitious resume, is a simple story, that feels like so much and all at the same time like nothing, not exactly nothing, but seemingly uneventful, when all in itself it is exactly what life is, what life feels like. I mean, how “uneventful” it is to watch someone grow? Can you feel yourself growing, can you ‘see’ it? You don’t really feel it and you don’t really see it. It just happens. And that’s what Boyhood is, that’s what life is. And at least that’s how I feel right now.

It is when you’re a liberal, campaigning ferociously for Barack Obama and then you end up marrying the most American Republican family. When you keep doing the same mistake towards men because you want so much to feel safe and be a family, because that’s just the way one feels towards life, the falling in love and the inevitability of falling in love with the wrong person. When you’re a teenager and you question and they question you when you have no idea, no fucking clue of what’s coming and what are the answers. And maybe you never will, exactly. It’s nothing and it is everything. And some part of this ‘nothing’ and some part of the ‘everything’, you know, this American tale of growing up, of family, of patriotism, of technology and social growth, is in Boyhood.

Boyhood is a singular journey, or the vision, of this one individual named Richard Linklater. One you can be a part of, because he makes a living as an artist, the storyteller that gives us these unique experiences of seeing someone grow up throughout twelve years. Richard Linklater made a unique film. No doubt. It is actually like I’m watching this film with these great impeccable visual effects, like we’ve never seen anything like it, like Richard Linklater should be rewarded for the visual effects he created in this. This film is exactly what he wanted, it is a whole, it is a complete thing. And I think it couldn’t possibly be anything else than this.

I knew exactly what I was having and so now, as I’ve seen it and experienced it, I do think about what else this film could have been. Though I don’t want it to be anything else, I really don’t. It just can’t be. I guess, as you go home, the continuing experience of Boyhood is to go and perhaps write you own tale of your own story, of your own growing up, which can be so different from Mason’s. Or maybe appreciate parents a little bit more, or maybe be more grateful to the people around you, because that’s what this film is about. So now, I wonder about time, as time is such an essential figure to Boyhood, time and growing up to experience this film and value it in different moments of my life, as it will certainly be the case. For now, I thank Richard Linklater for the experience and I praise him for his tremendous work.

The Boyhood team.

Loooooved Patricia Arquette, her performance is growing in me by the minute.

Ellar Coltrane's voice and speaking reminds me of someone, I can't seem to whom it is exactly so it is killing me.

Ethan Hawke, I really like him and especially the way he portays his character throughout the last part of the film, basically his transition from liberal to conservative, kind of, you could put it that way...