Review : Chemical Hearts “The teenage limbo Pain of being young”

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(movie review: chemical hearts)

Its not always like that, that a movie can make you touch, the younger and more generous parts of your past life especially teenage or even the budding of adulthood and makes your confusion, beautiful and your loss, gracious. This piece of cinema is vocal about stories we don’t want to hear or watch but they truly connect us, it picturizes what is beyond ‘just chemical reactions’ in the brain and the thoughts and emotions that dive into the process of making a person or a collection of atoms  called a human being.

‘Let go’ is not as easy as the society suggests, I believe it’s a journey you take from the moment of hurt to the moment of peace and so does Grace, the girl who goes through all of it until, she is ready to be her untorn self again and be at peace with letting go, where she finds Henry, a boy who knew love goes deeper than flaws, deeper than caring, deeper than letting go.

Much like the characters in the movie we have the need to be

seen and felt, after all, ‘Scars don’t speak of what is lost rather what is created in that moment’– Henry.

 

(Henry and Grace on one of their walks back home)

It is beautiful that, sometimes what can’t be spoken, can be described in writing and it comforts your solitude, so is this movie that will teach you to, be gentle, on your heart and soul, be kind, to those who accompany you just out of pure love for you, cause, nothing is lost until you lose yourself, so, be patient, to yourself for being brave and broken at same time, light will find its way to you.

Being young can be painful and most adults are scarred kids    who survived the teenage limbo, but at the end of it all, we have the power of be extraordinary collection of atoms to have   existed in all of the chaos. To conclude, everyone has pain, and everyone wants to be happy and, in the process, we can be there for each other and say ‘serva me servabo te’

Here is piece of writing by Pablo Neruda that so graciously embodies the theme of the movie and the book it is adapted from “our chemical hearts” written by Krystal Sutherland.

“Love Sonnet: XVII” by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms

but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.

I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this:

where I does not exist, nor you,

so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.