Me & Her

The scouts

Coming-out narratives are a dime a dozen, and this one walks the well-worn path of tender family drama without interrogating *why* that tenderness has to be the point—it's competent but safe, the kind of film that feels designed not to upset anyone.

A formally assured entry in the queer coming-of-age canon, with careful attention to the spatial grammar of the birthday party and the rhythmic editing that lets silence do as much work as dialogue; it understands its lineage and executes with restraint.

The crucial move here is the choice to keep the grandmother's face off-camera during the confession—it reframes the scene entirely from performance to vulnerability, and that single decision transforms what could've been predictable into something quietly devastating.