Before Midnight

Before Midnight ★★★★½

A Summer Wasting
Like sunlight, sunset, we appear, we disappear. We are so important to some, but we are just passing through. 

The Before Trilogy. A series of intimate philosophical films that have had its ups and downs for me. Always verging on the side of being pretentious and whimsical, yet ending up gaining my love and attention. After finishing the Trilogy with Before Midnight, I can say this last film touches me the most. Once again, Linklater presents a gorgeous European backdrop, but this time it is not all around beautiful morning strolls, pleasant afternoon coffee and existential discussions. 

It’s weird that this film connects to me on an emotional level the most. I am not a man in his 40’s dealing with marriage and parenting. I like to feel I am so young, yet I understand 40 year old Jesse and Celine’s furious arguments as much as their shy initial interactions on the train to nowhere in Before Sunrise.  “If you want love, then this is it. This is real life. It’s not perfect but it’s real.” I think what Jesse says here sums up the side of love that Before Midnight tackles perfectly. 

I fucked up my whole life because of the way you sing. 
You remember the reason why 
you fell in love with someone when it is no longer there. 
You go left and I go right, but for a short while our paths are parallel.
Yo I'm a fucking poet

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