Call Me By Your Name

Chances are you will have already heard or read about Call Me By Your Name – Luca Guadagnino’s ravishing gay coming of age story set in northern Italy during the early 80s. Based on the book by Andre Aciman with a screenplay by James Ivory (who was originally set to direct too) this is a tender love story between Elio (Timothee Chalamet), a precocious 17 year old who lolls around his parent’s gorgeous summer house reading books, transcribing music and playing the piano and Olivier (Armie Hammer) – a ludicrously good looking 24 year old American, who arrives to assist Elio’s professor father for the summer.

What follows is a beautifully shot story charting the confusing, thrilling, disorientating effects of first love – and the inevitable earth-shattering heart-break that follows. Chalamet is astounding and utterly mesmerising to watch and it’s impossible not to be transported by his journey. But equally seductive is the backdrop; filmed in a grand villa in Crema, Northern Italy (not far from where Guadagnino lives) the sense of place is intoxicating whether it’s the local disco where the local teens dance to the Psychedelic Furs (the film’s soundtrack is extraordinarily good too) or the sleepy towns where nothing much ever seems to happen – it’s a constant whirl of swimming, eating, ambling – just like any Italian summer you dream about. We couldn’t stop thinking about this film when we left the cinema – and for several days afterwards – quite rightly, it’s already being tipped for several Oscars.

Call Me By Your Name
— Clare
7th November 2017