This delicate and warm film is about gender dysphoria felt and expressed at quite a young age by an eight-year-old child, who is going on a family vacation to visit grandmother and great-aunt. We, as well as the child's mother and other family members, are gradually exposed to these very clear dysphoria expressions and the family's reaction to them.
A few people at the theatre where I watched this were leaving saying how heavy the subject is but I look at it in a different way. What is difficult is how rigid we are with our gender stereotypes and how very much easier and happier life could be without them. In the film, the child was free and happy to talk about her body and the way it works only with the family member who accepted the child, and at those moments the dysphoria was gone. Another thing I like about this careful and slow-paced film is the parallel storyline that had to do with sculpting. I could almost touch the intimacy of this art form and see how, as well as figures and statues, each and every one of us is sculpted by our families and our prejudices or our perseverance and self-acceptance.
A few people at the theatre where I watched this were leaving saying how heavy the subject is but I look at it in a different way. What is difficult is how rigid we are with our gender stereotypes and how very much easier and happier life could be without them. In the film, the child was free and happy to talk about her body and the way it works only with the family member who accepted the child, and at those moments the dysphoria was gone. Another thing I like about this careful and slow-paced film is the parallel storyline that had to do with sculpting. I could almost touch the intimacy of this art form and see how, as well as figures and statues, each and every one of us is sculpted by our families and our prejudices or our perseverance and self-acceptance.