So I went to a screening of Call me be your name with a new wig, after Thor: Ragnarok sent my last one into Asgard . Only to have it snatched and thrown to some remote village in Italy in the 80s by Luca Guadagnino's Call me by your name. I'd first heard about Call me by your name back in 2016. Information of when the film was released and if it would ever be, were vague. But I was intrigued. Even if much of the story and what it was about was completely overshadowed by one of the characters at some point shoving their willy in a peach. But I had no real expectations of Call me by your name. I'd never seen any of Guadagnino's works before and had never seen Armie Hammer in...well...anything. All I was going on was everybody saying how good the book was and the trailer for the film which seemed pretty quirky. It was also nice to have a break from big budget Hollywood movies. Call me by your name will undoubtedly be categorised as a gay love story, but for me, it...