I mean it as the highest compliment when I say that Slow feels like the less horny Normal People. A deconstruction of what the word “intimacy” means from top to bottom. The fact our leads’ careers are themselves rooted in deeply intimate spaces is no accident and the way those careers reflect their individualistic approaches to their relationship is so compelling to see. One who is all touch and fire and sweat and one who is all communication and tenderness and trust. How do they meld together? How does this work?

Their navigation of asexuality is so determinedly upfront and direct and that feels so refreshing from a representation standpoint. As someone who’s faked being horny more than feeling actually horny, it’s the type of watch that left a lump in my throat and a running thought of “wow, I needed to see this on screen”. The way consent is navigated throughout as well is such a breath of fresh air.

My mind is reeling over how tender of a film Slow is. It feels like when someone lightly traces their fingertips up and down your arm or back, absentmindedly drawing patterns on your skin. The comfort of familiarity and physicality without the pressures of something more physical. Intimacy as an embrace, as an “I love you, you’re safe here”, as a promise.