Sunrise, sunset

I watched Before Sunset on DVD yesterday. How did I find the sequel to my favorite romantic movie of all time? Well, it did not unseat Before Sunrise as my favorite romantic movie of all time, but I still loved it. Ethan Hawke was skinnier and not as hot as he was years ago, but the chemistry between him and Julie Delpy was still terrific. Though it was a film that had more talk than action, I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. The conversation between Celine and Jesse was so riveting that my ears and brain didn't seem to be enough to absorb it all. My favorite part was when they were in the car and Celine had just lost it, causing Jesse to unleash a torrent of his own bottled-up-for-9-years emotions, and as he looks away she reaches over as if to touch his hair... then pulls back at the last second. It was such a small, innocent gesture, but it was so natural, so real, that it was poignant and passionate even without making physical contact.

Bottom line: I wish they would make less goofy, insipid romantic comedies and more of these "true" love stories that appeal to both the intellectual snob and the sentimental fool in me.