We all so proud of our love. For so many times. Love towards our boy/girlfriend, our parents, our best friends or even our self.
This movie successively made me questioning about the love I'm so proud of this whole time. Does it still allowed to call it love when your heart decided to give it to random person? because people said you can't choose to whom you fall in love. It happened to Alan Turing. His heart chose Christopher like we all have to our loved one. Homosexual had been a sensitive issue this day. But this movie brings some questions to me personally. How can a love called love? Should it be in the right place as always or we all actually can not choose at all?