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First of all, the music. Soaring violins, luscious cellos, soft pizzicato. It was just so unsuitable for this film that was extremely lightweight.

This is lust and late-teen obsession. We cannot be sure if Jasper actually made out with his teacher or whether the scenes of them together were in his imagination. Either way, it's rather disturbing and shouldn't be dealt with privately.

The leads were attractive but didn't have anything to get their teeth into. Impressionistic glimpses of what was or might have been weren't sufficient to grip the viewer.

This wasn't a short to switch off in frustration but it left an empty feeling of having been cheated in some way alongside a feeling of unease at the dreadful orchestral score.

This is not one I can recommend, I'm afraid.

about an age. about solitude. about love who could seems like obsession. about happiness. and, maybe, about art. a young man. and an older. a bar. and drawings. the essence of story escaping to define it. because, in fact, all is so simple. jealousy, phantasm and refuge in art. and the new beginning. far to be special, it is an interesting film. like a puzzle with many pieces, recreating strange pictures. so, a short film about love. or, maybe, only about grow up.