Before Midnight's Lovers Face the Darkness
Ask people about their favorite movies and the same titles come up regularly — Casablanca, Pulp Fiction, Annie Hall, Citizen Kane. But some films have special meaning for people even if they don't turn up on lists of established favorites.
For many people, particularly those who were in their 20s at the time of its release, Richard Linklater's 1995 Before Sunrise — in which Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke play young tourists who fold a lifetime of romance (and plenty of arguing) into one night in Vienna — is one of those movies. For others, 2004's Before Sunset, which reunites Hawke's Jesse and Delpy's Celine nine years later in Paris and ends with one hell of a cliffhanger, is the secret treasure. Now, for those who love both but can't choose a favorite, along comes the painfully articulate Before Midnight, which tells us where Celine and Jesse stand now. Proceed with caution, tissues, and possibly armor.
If you're one of the steadfast souls who have avoided hearing too much about Before Midnight, I salute you, but I also suggest you avert your eyes: Smudging the details would only dull the picture's serrated edges, so I'll present them straight-up. Celine and Jesse are just winding down a vacation in Greece, and as the film begins, Jesse drops his middle-school-aged son, Hank (Seamus Davey-Fitzpatrick), at the airport. Now it's time for Hank to return to the States and to his mother — the woman Jesse left for Celine. This opening is both languorous and piercing: In just minutes, we take the measure of this warm but cautious father-son relationship. And we see how much Jesse has given up — the pleasure and responsibility of watching his son grow up, day by day — for something so mutable and risky as romantic happiness.
Does he have that kind of happiness with Celine? At first, it seems so. Celine and Jesse aren't, we learn, officially married — yet they're more than married. He returns to the car, where she's waiting with their twin daughters, two blond preschool cherubs who look as if they've been plucked from a Victorian valentine. Later, Celine and Jesse head off to a romantic hotel, free from the kids, where Celine's frustrations with her end of their bargain flare up. In a diatribe that melds thousands of years of female oppression with the everyday anxieties of raising twins, she turns on Jesse with such vengeance that she nearly crushes their union.
The original tagline for Before Sunrise was "Can the greatest romance of your life last only one night?" Here Celine raises a horrible counterpoint: Can you destroy the person you love most in less than an hour? Her suffering is real; it's her choice of words, their heat-seeking precision, that makes you want to take her by the shoulders and shout, "Stop!" Hawke's Jesse — earnest, clueless, helpless — cowers on the hotel bed, attempting to process his partner's anger, horrified that he might never be able to stem it.
Why, you might ask, would anyone — outside of those who watch Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? and Blue Valentine for laughs — want to see such a movie? It's not giving too much away to tell you that Before Midnight has a happy ending — an almost comical one — if only because serious relationship disaster is so narrowly averted.
From the first two movies, we already know Celine is high-strung. But in Jesse's eyes, her rage comes out of nowhere. Delpy plays the last third of Before Midnight as if it were The Rite of Spring — one minute she backs down, like a reasonable crocus deciding it's not yet time to break through the ground, only to come roaring back.
Celine does most of the talking, but it's really Hawke's movie. He spends a good deal of it listening — we can see in his eyes how Celine's misery cuts him. Jesse still dresses and carries himself like a kid, but adulthood has hit him hard, like a crack to the jaw, perhaps just now.
Before Midnight — visually stunning in a late-summer way — says plenty about the nature of long-term love. The unhappiness Celine and Jesse are working through isn't what love becomes; it's part of what it is.
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