Before Midnight (not a spoiler)


Last Friday, as my last-years birthday gift, I went on a double date with my sister, brother-in-law and BF to see a MUCH anticipated screening of ‘Before Midnight’ at 5th Avenue Cinemas.  Did I mention that I’m a HUGE fan of this now-trilogy by Richard Linklater, Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke?  HUGE.

As I’m writing this, I’m actually wishing I was watching a marathon of the three movies back-to-back.  The characters are so real and so relatable.  Not to mention the real-time documentation of their lives makes it feel like Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy are actually Jessie and Celeste in real life.  I almost don’t know who I relate to more – Jessie is the writer, and Celeste is a passionate feminist and an environmental and human rights activist.  Jessie is the romantic.  Celeste is dramatic.  I love them so much and want things to work out for them so badly because their struggles mirror my own… or should I say mine mirror theirs – seeing as they are nearly a decade ahead of me in age and life experience.

I won’t spoil the film and tell you any kind of detail, because if you are as big of a fan as I am, you won’t want to know a thing – if you haven’t yet had the chance to see it.  I will, however, say that the combined presence of brilliant dialogue, in-depth character development and beautiful-yet-understated locations and cinematography make these films nearly flawless – in my humble opinion.

I hope to one day reach this kind of quality with my own work.  Having just launched an indiegogo campaign for my very first feature length film, I know I am years away from this -but I have my eye on the prize.


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