Our name is Luca! Or at least we wish as Luca Guadagnino delivers an emotionally transcendent story in Call Me By Your Name. As he brings us to the early 80s and drops us in Northern Italian lakes and streets, we frolic and savor. But we leave in bits.

Elio (Chalamet), the professor’s son, is as carefree as they come, as he will explain. Oliver (Hammer) is the American invader without self control, as played out with a soft-boiled egg, and somewhat of a muse. Elio’s relations with Marzia (Garrel) are culminating while he is enamored with every encounter of Oliver. In the picturesque and uninhibited environs of Lombardy, and certainly the outdoor dinner table, the narrative triangulates with these three characters. But we also remark highly of Mr. Perlman (Stulhbarg), Elio’s father and subtle observer throughout, who delivers an unforgettable articulation of love for his son.

The film is as linguistically gorgeous as it is scenic. Chalamet’s talent bursts with flawless transitions between English, French, Italian and even Bach as he expresses himself and his faint reticence with Oliver. Call Me By Your Name screams into the Film Clas Elite with 4.89 napkins out of 5.