In black-and-white, Camila Cabello, walks towards the light shining through the window inside the warehouse.
She leans against the scrapped wooden wall. A tear rolls down her cheek.
Lit in cornflower blue, she pulls her wet hair back as she puts her head on the side of the bathtub. She fingers the tip of the bathtub.
Smoke fills the building as she waves her arms. She lurches by the wall, holding onto her stomach. In the bathtub, she lies in the water, touching her cheek. She sits on the edge of the bathtub.
She stands under the light again, holding her hair up. She pulls some lace from her gown and presses it against her face.
Apple red, mustard yellow and rose pink light flashes as she sits on the edge of the bathtub. Violet light flashes as she faces the wooden wall in the building. She begins to dance in the bathroom, each pose lit by a different color.
She dances underneath the ice blue light in the club. People sway their bodies.
Back in black-and-white, she continues to dance in the building. She walks by a pole and slinks against it.
She presses her hands against a lavender cube placed on the dance floor.
Underneath sunset orange light, two people thrust their hips as they dance in the club.
In bathtub, she sits up, putting her head into her hands.
Lit in a pale shade of red, she bends backwards in the club, waving her arms. She elevates above the floor.
In black-and-white, she collapses onto the floor. Back in the bathtub, she sinks her head under the water. Standing against the wooden wall, she folds her hands in prayer.
On the dance floor, the lavender cube cracks. Underneath apple red light, she dances, drenched from the thunderstorm.
She kneels in the lavender cube, pieces falling out from it. In black-and-white, she stands in the light, stretching her arms.
The shadowy black-and-white coupled with Camila Cabello’s gothic gown searching for the light in an abandoned building becomes a powerful image onto itself. Loneliness permeates from it.
The cornflower blue provides a contrast to it. But her quiet shame as she sits in the bathtub is redundant after the abandoned building scene. However, the ice blue light, which is a shade or two darker, filled with self-destructive tendencies and regret, characterizes her and adds some depth.
Then, the multiple neon colors are added, clashing with the black-and-white. The influx of color interrupts the built-up angst, bringing in some unneeded optimistism.
Director: Emil Nava Year: 2017