"Y tu mamá también"

La vida es como la espuma, por eso hay que darse como el mar. Sex & freedom and how they turn friends to strangers, pain to ecstasy. Incomplete memories of the past spread like ash among the waves that come crashing against the sandy shore; Heaven’s Mouth was the name. Roll in the tide with saltiness lingered in both of their tongues, shaken because of the smooth curvature of her hips and the friendship they used to cherish. Sad sex for the charolastras as their youthfulness aimlessly carried by the water, catching the ocean blue and changed color forever thereafter.

It was a life lesson after all, a nostalgic experience with seawater seeping into the eyelids of the boys and Luisa Cortes. Alfonso Cuarón’s picture of sexuality shows just as how young people feel and do, with honest depictions of fleeting, erotic touches but without losing the slightest of thoughts and feelings. This trip to maturity is a private, untouchable space inside a four-wheeled vehicle where societal anxiety does not exist yet what resonate the most are each person’s personalities, sexual intrigues and their own whirlpool of confusion that’s going to pull them into an unforeseen limbo of adulthood. Nothing would ever be the same again but only a fragment of their mutual recollection of intimacy in the night with different feelings clutched onto the guitar strings and broken hearts unmended. Si No Te Hubieras Ido...

Roma, I cannot wait for you.