Its time… its finally time… Me & my sister are going to sob at all of us strangers together & we are both so ready for it. Im her for the heartbreak baby.

First of all my sister turned up wearing her Truman show pin i got her on her birthday on her jacket. I feel proud. She then loved the movie music at cineworld & then loved the reclineing chairs.

Trailers, the old drive aways dolls one(not todays new one oooh softie {yes my sister rolled her eyes}) The iron Claw, origin (which i have no idea about) & wicked little letter which i have a preview booked up for.

If im honest i cant tell you what the age demographic was, my sister & i were too busy catching up on life. It was half full for a tuesday when the films been out for over a week. Thats still good. I mean if you cant get people in brighton to go see your LGBTQ+ film where can you.

& then the film started… I think i needed a good cry & this film made me do it twice. But not my sister she just welled up.

My first cry was when Jamie Bell apologised to him. So often its shown as the dad rejecting the child as being gay, but here he was the one accepting him & when he started to cry & apologise for not listening or caring about him when he was around. That hurt a lot. The second time i cried was the part in act 3, at the diner. That hurt. The idea to get the opportunity was beautiful but it hurt that he knew this was it & that they were panicking too. That was lovely. You kind of wish you get a chance to do that with someone. It was so beautiful.

Andrew Scott needed a Bafta nomination. He really did. Im not expecting an oscar nod or even a Bafta win (its a two horse race) but theres an extra spot on the bafta nominations to make sure he gets one & they didnt. Im livid. Especially when both Claire & Paul are up for supporting. That was not fair. He was sublime.

Claire Foy… Finally… a good performance from her. I usually says she has one tone & its boring but here it worked so well, especially when she basically rejected her son being gay to start with. But then her slowly understanding was lovely. yea she finally had a moment & i was so glad to see it. Her character is also such a good example to show how being gay in the 20s is different to being gay in the 80s & 90s. Its so interesting to see how opinions have changed for the better.

Paul as always was exceptional too. Bring on Gladiator hes going to be sublime. HE looked bloody hot as well as he… yea you know… that was bloody sexy, i almost choked on my chewing gum. Yea those sex scenes all felt very personal & sensual & they were two people slowly falling for each other & wanting to belong & it was addictive to watch. Such wonderful chemistry.

So was it real? Thats the main questions? Its also a hard question to ask without spoiling it for those who havent seen it. Was it all fake before hand? did it all happen after the yet? how did he get to the club & then get the drugs & then get home? Like how? Was it all fake? Both me & my sister dont think it was all in his head, but Andrew was doing the stuff. It wasnt all just a dream. Thats our opinion anyhow.

The biggest bit that made me think it was a fantasy was that not only was there a southern train but it was running on time & he got a seat on it. Not just once… BUT TWICE! WHAT KIND OF WITCH CRAFT IS THIS! Thats impossible.

The retro top of the pops references just being on as background noise… I so get that. It is so what happens. Okay i dont actually put on top of the pops but i always have music on in my flat, i have a writing playlist too. Also the fact that some days he just opened his lap top & stared at it & it counted as writing… love it. Thats genuinely what does sometimes happen. (this is my way of apologising for not getting through more reviews).

This is a british triumph about grieving with fantastic acting from everyone as a 4 hander in theory, some amazing songs, & just a brilliant way to deal with grief. I get why its been snubbed by the oscars but it needed a lot more love from the Bafta for sure.

Its rather fabulous. Please watch it.