Before Sunset (dir. Richard Linklater)

 

A sequel to 1995’s Before Sunrise, this film follows the same disarmingly simple formula:  two people meet by chance and spend several hours walking around a beautiful European city talking about themselves, their lives, their thoughts and dreams.  The two people are the American Jesse (Ethan Hawke) and the French Celine (Julie Delpy).  The first time they met, they were both students on a train from Budapest to Vienna.  They hit it off, and Jesse convinced Celine to stay on the train with him all the way to Vienna where they then spent the whole night in conversation against a backdrop of Viennese streets and nightspots.  In the morning, when it was time to part, they hastily arranged another meeting for one year later.  That’s the end of Before Sunrise.  

 

It’s now nine years later.  Jesse is a writer on a book tour for his latest novel--a novel telling a partly fictionalized story based on his one night with Celine nine years ago.  Celine shows up at the small Paris bookstore where he is signing copies of his book...and the conversation continues.   It turns out they didn’t meet up again as planned eight years ago, and their lives went in separate directions.  Now Jesse has to catch a flight in a few hours, but that still leaves them enough time to get caught up, right?  That’s the beginning of Before Sunset.

 

Before Sunrise was one of the minor gems of the 90s.  It couldn’t have been a smaller, more intimate movie, which is why it didn’t make a big splash at the box office.  But over the years, it has gained a new life on video as people have gradually come to discover its rich charms.  There is nothing extraordinary about these two characters: they are nice looking, but not model-beautiful; they are smart and educated, but they don’t talk like philosophers or poets; they are funny, but only in the way most people are funny when they are comfortable and relaxed.  The appeal of the film lies not in its characters as such, but in its willingness to let them be themselves honestly in front of us with so little obstruction.  We get to see the process that is almost always skipped over in “romantic” movies, the process by which two people actually get to know and become attracted to each other.  How often are we asked to believe that two characters fall deeply in love merely because they are in the same place and they are both good looking?  In Before Sunrise, we get to watch it happen.  The moments of emotional honesty pour forth simply because they are allowed to, without extraneous characters and plot devices and conventional scene structures getting in the way.  This small movie became a touchstone for a certain brand of narrative minimalism.

 

Before Sunset is, if anything, an even better film, with, if possible, even less of a plot.  There is a story, of course, but the story doesn’t exist in plot points and events.  It exists in the minds, hearts and words of the characters.  They are more mature, having lived more life, but the youthful romantic chemistry is still there between them, even if the constraints of their grown-up lives make it more problematic than ever.  The time that Hawke and Delpy have spent playing these characters, and their collaborative role with director Richard Linklater in writing the screenplay, shines through every word they speak:  there is not a false note to be heard.  And in a masterstroke, the movie has the audacious good sense to end on a moment of exquisite uncertainty that sums up everything without explaining anything.  If we are very, very lucky, Linklater, Hawke and Delpy will be back in another nine years to catch us up again.

 

 

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