“I always dance with my mom.” 

Devastating is the only word I find myself able to conjure and it still feels like a disservice to the immeasurable loss the world has experienced in Anton Yelchin’s passing. 

Love, Antosha is both a mesmerizing exploration of what it means to truly be an artist and a heartwrenching display of the love a person can garner, no matter how brief their life may be. 

The world of cinema so desperately needs people like Anton in the industry and I have yet to see any be able to come even a little close to possessing the passion and hunger he brought to the field. I miss you, Anton.

The world is so much less without you in it.