Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Stars: Ethan Hawke, Julie Delpy, Seamus David-Fitzpatrick
Director: Richard Linklater
In Before Sunrise and Before Sunset, Jesse and Celine (Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy) were falling in love. In the third leg of the trilogy, Before Midnight, we find them as a middle-aged couple with two young daughters. Jesse has a teenaged son who lives with his estranged wife back in the states.
The film opens with Jesse and his boy, Hank, (Seamus David-Fitzpatrick) at the airport. Hank is returning to Chicago after spending some time on dad's turf in Europe. The father -son connection will figure prominently into the plot, as it's ripple effect will cause some tension between Jesse and Celine. Jesse wants them to consider moving to the states so he can be a real part of his son's life. Celine feels that's too radical of a shift.
So we are there in the car with Jesse, Celine, and their adorable daughters, who are zonked out in the back seat. The two adults talk about all manner of mundane subjects. They talk. And they talk. And they talk. And while this extended scene is playing out, I'm beginning to wonder if I might soon be joining the little ones in la la land.
And then I catch on.
Before Midnight is to be a movie in the mold of My Dinner With Andre, where the entire film is one long conversation around the dinner table. Here we thankfully get a few changes of scene along the way, but the similarity between the two films can't be ignored. We are the third wheel--the fly upon the wall--along for the ride to witness all the intimacy of this couple's life together, which ranges from an extended dinner table conversation with extended family, (everything about this film is extended) to some real intimacy in the bedroom where the sparks begin to fly.
And it's all freaking BRILLIANT!
I gotta figure that much of the dialogue is off the cuff, because who is going to be able to deliver rehearsed lines in one continuous take that runs for a half an hour or so, without messing up? Can you imagine the director, Richard Linklater, yelling "CUT" twenty minutes into the scene, and they have to go back and take it from the top like, a hundred times?
The brilliance of Before Midnight is that it is so fascinatingly real. In these tour-de-force performances from Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy, there is more than just acting going on here. These two have immersed themselves into their characters to a degree that is rarely seen these days. Life, death, love, loathing, conflict, philosophy--it's all there. And I'd be remiss if I didn't mention the extended toplessness of Delpy in the bedroom scene. That really topped it off for me.