Call Me by Your Name by André Aciman
‘Call Me by Your Name’ is about a romance that grows between a seventeen year-old boy and an older man that his father highered as a research assistant in 1980s Italy.
Let me paint a picture for you.
It was a cold winter day. The wind was blowing and the snow was whipping against my window. I was getting settled in with a warm blanket, about to watch a movie, when suddenly the power went out. While the sounds of my neighbours generators revved up I sat in despair, not having one of my own, and knew it was going to be a long day. I lit the stove, made some tea, put on all of my warm clothes, and settled in on the couch. Reading a book seemed like the best remedy to my predicament. As my fingers got colder, I put on gloves. As the day grew darker, I lit some candles. When the candles weren’t enough, I got my flashlight. I devoured the book. By the end of the freezing day I had four pages left. I decided to save them for the next day. Not only did I need to sleep, but I also needed an emotional break. I knew the story, having already seen the film, but I had no idea how deeply the text would affect me. It literally took me weeks to not be consumed by Aciman’s story. I rewatched the film, I listened to the soundtrack, I talked about it to my friends whenever I had the chance. I flipped back to the conversation Elio had with his father several times. Much like Elio, I became obsessed. I was restless. I felt angst. Aciman did a beautiful job of writing about two people falling in love and how important it is to feel, not to push away those good feelings because something is over.
I strongly recommend that you read this book if you like reading stories about coming of age, first love, and LGBTQ characters.
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