A testament to the power of love

The latest from Andrew Haigh (“Weekend”, “45 Years”) is an exquisitely melancholic fantasy-infused meditation on loss and isolation.

A luxuriantly sad and skin-tinglingly sensual gay romance is propelled by a killer combination of 80s queer pop and a pair of devastating performances from Andrew Scott and Paul Mescal.
One lonely night, in his flat on the edge of London, screenwriter Adam (Scott) is surprised by an unexpected visit from his downstairs neighbour, Harry (Mescal). It’s a fleeting, unsatisfactory encounter. Yet it is intriguing enough to unsettle the glum equilibrium of Adam’s life. Around the same time, Adam starts to revisit his childhood home where, mysteriously, he finds his parents still alive and the same age they were at the time of their deaths, more than thirty years before

(Wendy Ide, Screen Daily)