Who is buying it for me?
I neeeeeeeeeeeed it!!!!!!!!
A lot of people went to see the highly acclaimed gay romance film CALL ME BY YOUR NAME and swooned over the sweet “first love” story about a 17 year old and a 24 year old having a passionate love affair over the course of a passionate Italian summer in the passionate year of 1983. It stars the adorably sweet twink Timothée Chalamet as the younger Elio and the hunky tall drink of water Armie Hammer as the older Oliver and depending if you’re a dirty old man/woman who enjoys barely legal youth or a jaded old perv who prefers strapping young daddy types, there’s something to drool over for everyone.
As for me, a perpetual young daddy prefer-er firmly on the #TeamArmie side of the fence, I was mostly drooling over the gorgeous Italian villa where they shot the film. Located outside Moscazzano, Italy in the northern province of Cremona, the dreamy 14 room estate dates back to the 1500s and is surrounded by a 5 acre park with two out buildings.
And, despite that a major plot point in the film was the fact that Elio had to give up his room to the visiting Oliver, a graduate student doing research with Elio’s professorial father, and move into a small adjacent sitting room where they shared a bathroom, the actual villa has EIGHT bedrooms!!
(It doesn’t really make sense when you watch the movie…the house is obviously very large and we see several huge downstairs rooms including a hall, a sitting room, a study and the dining room yet we’re supposed to believe this house only has 3 or four bedrooms upstairs?)
I just saw this movie last week and found it quite moving but not so much for the sweetness of the romance but because I felt quite bitter that my own parents weren’t well off European academics who owned a ridiculously beautiful estate in northern Italy circa the summer of 1983 when I would have been 19 (two years older than Elio) and more than willing to swan about this fabulous villa while idly pursuing the hot body of a slight older young daddy with a HUGE inseam.
Now, I just need to find an adorably generous Sugar Son (I’m too old for a Sugar Daddy. At my age, a “daddy” would have to be ninety three….) to buy this lovely estate for the bargain price of about $2.1 million. Go here for more info.
Sigh. Well, let’s drool over the photos:
Oh, and a reminder that the author of the novel that the film is based on, André Aciman is coming to Seattle next week for a reading at Elliot Bay Book Company and an after party at Queer/Bar. Go here for more deets.