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I saw WTA at Tribeca and, as with all the movies I saw there but wasn't tasked with reviewing for The Film Experience (duties for WTA went to Murtada and you should read his thoughts), I didn't find time to write it up myself, given the overload otherwise. But it's an astonishing film, perhaps the best thing I saw at the fest, and I've been dying to see it a second less-hectic time ever since.
The film is based on Justin Torres' autobiographical book about his childhood growing up gay and poor in the country with his two brothers, watching the loving but tumultuous relationship between his parents, and it packs an emotional wallop almost unlike anything else I've seen this year.
It gets all the terrifying confusion of those first sexual stirrings just right, with precision and delicacy, and besides the three young boys playing the brothers (whose performances are so natural it's painful to watch at times) it gives Raúl Castillo and Sheila Vand great roles and they run with them. It's the movie Terrence Malick's Tree of Life wished to be, if you ask me.
And now there's a trailer! Watch:
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