We had landed in Salt Lake City on the opening weekend of the 2012 Sundance Film Festival. We had tickets to a mere 2 films (out of the 16 or so we had planned to see). And the only film it looked like we might make into that day was this bizarrely named film with absolutely no one you have ever heard of attached to the project – Beasts of the Southern Wild.
And here lies its beauty. This is…
Somehow, we've begun to associate "Coming-of-Age" story with "losing-my-virginity". I'm not sold on the assumption, but believe Submarine has earned the title appropriately through its exploration of a fifteen-year-old Welsh boy's (Oliver Tate) autonomy, obsession, and identity.
There is plenty of dysfunction going on at the Tate household - all of which parallel Oliver's own pursuits quite brilliantly. It is here that we realize the "Who am I?" question doesn't stop in adolescence.