Luvmesomebrandon , January 27, 2018 Aciman writes first love with such physical urgency, the novel of Call Me By Your Name transported me to my own teenage years— where hormones and the absolute newness of all things converge and erupt. The confusing nature of those adolescent feelings of one young man for another are visceral here: I felt Elio’s anxiety and trepidation. I loved Oliver as I loved my own Olivers back in the day. You read along and you know the train is going to leave the station and that Goodbye is probably forever, but when it hits - when the heartbreak really sinks in- is only after they’ve caught up many years later and confirmed that time didn’t wash away the feelings. In this way, Aciman’s writing of a first “true love” rings especially true to me as a reader: like all grief, the heartache of losing your first love never really goes away. There is no getting over it, only away from it, and when you’re forced to deal with it again you end up in the same pool of tears as before...Because it HAPPENED and you cannot make it unhappen. This is an astonishing book in this way and more. I wept at the last lines of the book like I wept at the last 7 minutes of the film. The two diverge somewhat but are rich in their own respective ways, and the speech by the father is every bit as powerful here as onscreen. Highly recommend this one!