A tender, touching film, emotionally distorted by director-writer Carmen Emmi’s non-linear narrative and grainy, VHS footage – a visual representation of surveillance and self-policed repression that obscures more than it adds.

There's way too much stuff going on.

Carmen Emmi compellingly mines thriller tropes to capture the fraught experience of suppressed sexuality, but it's Lucas and Andrew’s heart-rending, beautifully performed love story that endures.

I really enjoyed the vibes of it all because it's really trying to capture a moment... The sense of surveillance feels integral rather than flashy.