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ashiqtriestoread's review
2.0
kylieboyer's review
3.0
essikert's review
5.0
oatmilklatte's review
5.0
i’m writing this at 12:20 am, listening to sufjan stevens and fully covered in my own tears, so bear with me —
call me by your name is intoxicatingly beautiful and heartbreaking and captures the ache of longing and infatuation in some of the most candid and luminous prose i’ve ever come across. so!!!!! soft!!!!!! and!!!!!!!! magical!!!!!!!! nothing about elio and oliver’s relationship ever felt forced. it is written about with such feeling and tenderness that continuing to read becomes a maddening desire in its own right. it’s dreamy and enchanting and raw and introspective all at once. aciman captures true intimacy and attraction, masterfully so. occupies a special place in my heart and will continue to do so for a very very long time
mlytylr's review
5.0
corcordium's review
5.0
noonebutchels's review
5.0
Yeah.
rat's review
3.0
The movie adaptation of "Call Me By Your Name" is one of my favorite films to date so it seemed like a logical next step for me to immediately go out and buy the novel. After receiving the package from Thriftbooks my excitement began, how could this possibly go wrong?
Huh, well it turns out that without the sprawling Italian landscape, without all the Sufjan Stevens, and without Timothée Chalamet's perfect little face Call Me By Your Name wasn't my favorite read (though certainly not the worst).
Aciman's writing is phenomenal, his prose are lovely and enchanting, but I guess I just never cared enough about Oliver to get into the plot. Also, the characters are wealthy and maybe this is just me projecting, but my socialist ass just couldn't get behind their whining. "Oliver wanted to take the first taxi. I wanted to take the bus instead. I longed for crowded buses,.., but seconds after hopping on the bus, we decided to get out. This was too real, we joked". (169). That whole scene just rubbed me the wrong way.
loren's review
4.0