one of the best choices from the first half of this season is how the camera lingers on borna/lovro, allowing us to see the expression he forces for his friends or family fade into melancholy.

people who don't experience hyperfixation don't know what it feels like to hyperfixate so much on something that it becomes not only your subject of obsession but also your source of happiness and literally the main reason why you still keep going; literal source of strength and life.

“Some things could only be written in a foreign language; they are not lost in translation, but conceived by it. Foreign verbs of motion could be the only ways of transporting the ashes of familial memory. After all, a foreign language is like art—an alternative reality, a potential world. »

If we put aside the idea of a “true self,” because that is a discussion in its own right, from my reading and research few exophonic writers ever speak about freedom of expression in such terms… what the other language provides is detachment. And by detaching oneself from their writing (from the emotional background of chosen words, their socio-historical significance, familial usage etc), what these writers report is another point of view, a newfound clarity. Which isn’t limited to learning/using another language, it can be achieved through any sort of displacement. But it is no wonder these often come together, the new language and displacement, in whichever order that may be. In many cases the othe

rewatching the clip where Lovro comes out to ana and there’s something so powerful about how lovro doesn’t wipe away his tears. he lets them fall and keeps talking to and looking at his mum anyways. he lets her see his emotions, how scared and relieved he was. he lets himself cry, despite the press of masculinity from his dad and filip and god knows who else in society.