Corps perdu

a boy. a hotel room. emotions for a dance competition. a stranger. and a jacket. few words. and the emotion who defines more the viewer than the lead character. Headlong has two virtues. the refined simplicity and the delicacy who becomes, scene by scene, embroidery of small details. each does it special. and gives to a not spectacular story color, force and a precious science of seduction. nothing spectacular. maybe, only the wise manner to use the silence. and a young actor who knows impose to his role the right manner to be a beautiful collection of nuances. this beauty is the basic motif to see it. and joy for a story with spring flavor, remembering the paintings of Jean Chardin.

A cute little piece. The desire emanating from Miller, is obvious and it's a crush that's easy to recognise. One that we have probably all felt before, for someone that is just that bit older and a bad boy. I would really like to see this developed in to something bigger, but perhaps with a slightly older lead.

333.09/1000.