If he eats one egg, he may eat a dozen. One soft boiled egg in a small ceramic egg cup becomes the focus of scrutiny in CALL ME BY YOUR NAME. Yet the angle of the egg is just one part of the canvas. It is the shape and color of the egg, the way it is eaten, the sound of the spoon on the egg cup, and all of the other metaphors which make this film a visual paradise into the best aspects of Eden. If there is a snake, it is neither person nor thing. The temptation is time itself as two bicycles and a bus transport us into the real world. It is natural to lament the passage of time and also natural to fantasize about the bliss of timeless love. What is love and who is that lover? The film begs the question in form and content, and through the words of Elio's father at the end of the movie. Call Me By Your Name lures us into a world where we are so sensually intoxicated that the plot becomes secondary and the landscape appears to be another character. The film beautifully illustrates the balance between desire and restraint, between one egg and eating a dozen.