After watching Boyhood, I wonder if I’ve been looking at it all wrong. Perhaps there are no versions, but just me.
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Fleeting Love in the Time of Ambiguous Cinema, Part II
But here, on this earth, the seasons change. And somewhere along the way, I lost him. To this day, I don’t know how, I don’t know where, I don’t know to whom, and I don’t know why.
But all that is irrelevant, as two more summers have come and gone. The only thing important to note: He was not the one.
Fleeting Love in the Time of Ambiguous Cinema, Part I
And so I walked home. Part of me had wanted to say I did yearn for a summer love affair. But if I was to have a true love affair, it was going to be with Montreal, not a man.