Akron (2015) – Two Hearts, One Past
Sometimes love isn’t about where you’re going, but what you’re brave enough to face from where you’ve been.
Akron (2015) starts like one of those clean, sun-drenched college romances you’ve seen a hundred times – two cute guys meet on campus, exchange awkward smiles, and the universe seems to align. Benny and Christopher click instantly, the kind of chemistry that doesn’t need fireworks to convince you it’s real. It’s sweet, nerdy, a little clumsy – the sort of love that just feels right.
Then the film does something unexpected. It stops being about falling in love and starts being about what comes with it – the past, the families, the weight of things that were never supposed to resurface. On their way to Florida to meet Christopher’s mother, Benny discovers that she’s the same woman who, years ago, accidentally killed his older brother in a car accident. Yeah. That kind of twist – quiet, devastating, but somehow painfully believable.
There’s no villain here. No screaming, no melodrama. Just two young men caught between love and legacy, and two families trying to breathe under the pressure of something they can’t undo. The beauty of Akron is in its restraint. It doesn’t milk tragedy; it observes it. You can almost feel the Ohio silence, the uncomfortable dinners, the moments when everyone knows too much but says too little.
Matthew Frias and Edmund Donovan are wonderfully natural – Frias gives Benny a warmth that makes you want to protect him, while Donovan’s Christopher radiates that soft, easy charm that explains why Benny falls for him in the first place. Their chemistry feels like a real relationship – full of laughter, nerves, and those long, meaningful pauses that say more than any dialogue could.
What I loved is how the film treats gay love as normal. There’s no coming-out drama, no token politics. Just two people who happen to be men, dealing with something much heavier than labels. It’s refreshing, honest, and tender in all the right places.
Akron is not a movie that tries to shock you – it wants to move you, slowly, quietly. It’s about forgiveness, about how love and grief can live in the same space, and how growing up sometimes means learning that happy endings aren’t always neat… but they’re still possible.
If you’ve ever loved someone and had the past knock on your door – this one’s going to sit with you for a while.





















