Before Midnight

Before Midnight ★★

I tired to gaze deeper into the navel, but all I got was lint.

We try and hold the truths to be self-evident, that these are people and not just constructs of a series of long-adopted paradigms (a self obsessed writer and the beautiful French woman he encounters on a train) but does their reality match any of ours? Maybe the one we'd like to have, even if it does involve a set of arguments.

All I know is that I would not want to be within earshot of this couple, not at any time. Even thought they may resemble me in some fashion, I could care less.