#14 - Before Sunset
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.
I could not recommend any pair of films more (This along with Before Sunrise). That is an extreme statement, but I would probably mail you my own copies myself if you couldn’t find or rent them yourself.
Watch this every year as if it were “It’s a Wonderful Life”
petersantiago, my memory may be faulty, but I believe it was Anthony Lane, reviewing this film for The New Yorker, who admitted that he spilled his Sprite in his lap when Julie Delpy appeared on the screen (something like that). I have not yet seen this film; I’m not sure that Delpy would be the woman I’d point to (first) who would make me spill my drink in my lap. I neither eat nor drink during a film, but I happily accept Lane’s admission as a beautiful and accurate metaphor for the cinephile as an unabashed, unapologetic hedonist. Could Lane have escaped criticism for saying the same thing about, say, Eva Mendes or Halle Berry? I would like to think so, but, unfortunately, I do not. A Rita Hayworth, for example—as if there were an infinite number of Rita Hayworths!—would be too much the pinup with her sublime “put the blame on Mame” sexuality. And that’s too bad. As far as I’m concerned, one can be puritanical about his neither eating nor drinking during a film, but that’s where the puritanical (or PC) attitude should stop.
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