The camera puts you right in the gut of sexual tensions ratcheting up without centering spectacle or the trauma (phew!): so the queer teens wander through small towns lit by jade-green skies, led along by desire never ceasing; and you relish blessed horniness, indulgent horniness, unbearable horniness. Sometimes you sniff glue not to seduce your best friend, but to let yourself be seduced.
Alexis dos Santos is side by side with Gus Van Sant and Lucrecia Martel in portraying adolescence in a realistic and, well, an arty way. Some similarities to Os Famosos e os Duendes da Morte, and a few with Duck Season and Machuca. Family scenes remind: La ciénaga, La Mujer sin Cabeza and Home (Ursula Meier). Chocolate milk scene: Show me Love (Lukas Moodysson). Great soundtrack by Violent Femmes.