What I love about The Last Summer is that it doesn’t try to be cheesy. There aren’t weird jokes about what it is like to be a teenager, you don’t feel like the writers, despite being men likely nowhere near the ages of the cast, are out of touch, and it just feels honest. Be it about recognizing a relationship is at its end, that one is beginning, and you’re scared, or your life will not go as planned and it could be okay. It touches on so much most films avoid, for some reason, since they’d rather make things light, comical, or bear down on the drama so much it seems they’d rather pursue an accolade than give us three-dimensional people.