Back in 2015, I reviewed a film called The Lobster. It was early days for this blog, and indeed one of the first reviews I’ve put together that I would describe as a proper ‘deep dive’, and… yeah, it is very much a snapshot of where I was at that point in time. As a writer, it showed me still figuring out my own style and being able to break down my own thoughts regarding film, but as a person, it was from when I was both single and still trying to figure out where exactly my sexuality landed on the broader spectrum. Writing about love when you have limited and contentious experience with it comes across pretty damn clear, or at least it does for me reading it back nowadays.
