demi adejuyigbe’s review published on Letterboxd:
This is hands down the best documentary I’ve ever seen– and I’ll admit that I don’t watch them frequently, but it’s also one of the best movies I’ve seen in ages, and easily the most affecting film I’ve seen in a long, long time. Bing Liu made a beautiful, sobering Boyhood of his own life, about the trauma we adopt from our parents and our surroundings and how something as small as skateboarding can act as an escape from the pain of an unfulfilling life.
The irony of thinking you have feelings and fears and emotional qualities that are completely unique to you, is that everybody thinks that. And this film is such strong proof that my life and concerns and struggles are not as unique as I thought. In a way, it’s comforting– I see so much of myself in these boys in ways that make me want to cry. In other ways, it’s upsetting. This film makes me wish I’d been better at staying in touch with childhood friends. It makes me wish I’d been able to understand them better, outside of the context of our friendship and in the context of their families and the things they do to escape their pain. It sends me spiraling into a crisis about how I'll look back on the current period of my life, and whether I am destined to grow into my parents’ skin, or whether I could ever ensure my future children aren’t forced to grow into mine.