I’m Still Here

Frolicking barefoot, chomping cigars; children sitting in the corner trying to comprehend things outside their own maturity.

I’ll admit, I had no clue any of this history even happened—so, color me surprised. The film caught me off guard, to say the least.

What I appreciated most was how the music fades into the background as the story deepens, giving way to something much heavier. It’s a subtle shift, but it says something profound: life doesn’t pause for trauma. Even in the midst of pain, those quiet moments still slip by. The world keeps turning. And in that, there’s something quietly devastating, something that stays with like true heartache. 

The performances are a big part of that lingering effect—each one, from the smallest roles to the standout turns, adds layers of nuance and richness to the film. They capture the diversity of experiences woven into this story, creating a full spectrum of humanity that elevates the drama and makes it feel all the more real.