Film

My Golden Days

Name: My Golden Days
Genre: Drama
Released: 2015
Cast: Quentin Dolmaire, Lou Roy-Lecollinet, Mathieu Amalric, Dinara Drukarova, Léonard Matton

Coming-of-age
Slow-burning

Arnaud Desplechin's portrait of a man on the edge of departure, spiraling through memory to make sense of formative losses. It's intimate and digressive, built from snatches of conversation, Soviet landscapes, and the kind of emotional archaeology that lives in the gaps between events. For anyone who's ever needed to understand how they became themselves.

TMDb rating

3.3

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