A review by molly_christine23
Film for Her by Orion Carloto

4.0

For months I was mad with infatuation. All I could truly feel outside of my blind optimism was immense skepticism; I was prepared for a finale we both knew was bound to happen. A kind of physical pain lingering in silence. Hence why most minutes and hours spent in each other's company felt sacred, a place where apathy was no longer. By the end of December, I became a reflection of my old self. It felt much like my relationship with death I wasn't afraid of loving him, but I was afraid of what came after.