There's nothing like "Weekend" (2011)

Maybe it's a bad idea to write about a movie minutes after it ends, but here I am, giving it a try.

"Weekend."

"Weekend." This movie. My heart. Andrew Haigh’s feature film debut puts the end scene of “Call Me By Your Name” to shame — and THAT’S SAYING SOMETHING. Way to come out of nowhere and completely floor me, guys.

“The more precise you are about an experience, the most universal it becomes,” said Haigh in a Criterion Channel interview. That pretty much sums up my thoughts on the film. This is the most relatable depiction of modern love I have seen as of yet.

A perusal of the credits tells me that Kahleen Crawford did the casting, and they, truly, deserve an Academy Award. The two leads, portrayed by Tom Cullen and Chris New, give absolutely jaw-dropping performances. The characters exist in the audience’s mind long after the credits roll — I can imagine Russell, still wandering around Nottingham. Glen, making his way to America. The chemistry between Cullen and New was unparalleled. People talk about the chemistry between Emma Stone and Andrew Garfield in “The Amazing Spiderman.” This was “The Amazing Spiderman” of independent movies. Weird comparison? Talk to me after you’ve seen the film. I wish the two of them the brightest of futures, because W-O-W.

And, finally, "Weekend" could not be a more perfect movie to watch given the scary and uncertain state of the world at the moment. The idea of a lover leaving for two years feels pretty close to home as college students (and people!) everywhere are saying goodbye to one another much sooner than they thought. Maybe I’m being dramatic, as tends to happen, but I cried buckets of water watching this movie. "Weekend," you are a gift.