My thoughts on Palo Alto:
For a movie that's surrounded by perplexity and moral ambiguity, i find it quite interesting, not because of the absence of a necessary plot, but rather the emptiness of it whilst also remaining complete. Think of a clinical observation of adolescence under a neoliberal boredom.
I adore movies that are encircled by taboos, where moral transgression isn't born from desire, but from the truancy of friction. The film's stillness functions as an ethical mirror. Fingers are not to be aimed at the cinema but rather the grip the viewer maintains on it. Films like Palo Alto don't instruct; they expose. What unsettles isnot what the screen shows but what the audience are willing to tolerate, aestheticize, or excuse in the absence of explicit condemnation.🕯
