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Gutierrez-Riley carries the film with raw vulnerability. In early loops, he plays frantic hope; in later ones, a hollow, obsessive tenderness. A five-minute unbroken shot where he simply watches his partner sleep—tears streaming silently—is Oscar-reel material. Tate Donovan as the enigmatic watchmaker provides a grounded, melancholic counterpoint.
Cinematographer Carolina Costa (known for A White, White Day ) bathes each timeline in distinct palettes: warm amber for “perfect” memories, icy blue for present-day grief, and a sickly green when Nick starts breaking reality. The pocket watch’s ticking becomes an ambient score—equal parts comfort and threat.
The partner (played by a subdued Jack Martin) is more an idealized image than a fully realized person. We learn little about his flaws, making Nick’s obsession feel slightly one-note. Friends and family exist only as grief props.