One of those films that feels like it read your diary, punched you in the chest, then hugged you while you cried. 104 minutes. Quiet, slow, devastating. French-Korean girl. Abandonment issues. A strange winter in a seaside town. She meets a French artist. You already know it’s not going to end well. But you keep watching. You can’t stop. Everything is grey-blue and cold. Snow on rusted motel stairs. Waves crashing like they’re saying something. I paused so many times just to feel. One line hit me so hard I just sat there: “People like us… even existing feels like a crime.” It’s not for everyone. But if you feel too much and say too little— You’ll get it. #entertainment #movie #INFJcore