Colourless

The scouts

It's a competent coming-of-age portrait that hits all the expected beats—gifted kid, absent father, pool as metaphor—and never once tries to break the mold or ask a genuinely uncomfortable question about any of it.

Subramaniam demonstrates real restraint in the editing and sound design, letting silences do the emotional work; the film sits comfortably in the lineage of quiet, observational teen cinema, though it doesn't quite add a new argument to the conversation.

The decisive move here is the choice to keep the father's distance not as emotional absence but as his own struggle—a single scene of him watching her swim says more about their entanglement than dialogue ever could, and that specificity of performance is what elevates this from familiar to genuinely felt.