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Ingeniously structured in the way it repeats various incidents in different contexts, illuminating different ways of reading its narrative. Some of the images could read as overly familiar - fragmented and distorted images of people looking at their reflections are nothing new - but Strickland's woozy stylisation is hypnotic. There are clear influences here, from David Lynch to Belle de Jour to classical melodramas, but they combine to create something new. The potentially exploitative premise reveals an exploration on the…
Impressive mostly as a showcase for its writing and performances. Its framing device is limp, struggling to justify a core narrative that speaks for itself. Segel is the stand-out here, presenting an intellectual - but ultimately ordinary - man who has a contentious relationship with his own fame. The halting relationship between the two central characters is well-conceived in the way it grasps repeatedly at camaraderie before settling into a kind of semi-professional combativeness. Clear-eyed depiction of masculine and creative egos. (B)
The only sequel I've ever seen that not only betters the original, but also makes the original better in retrospect. Linklater brings his usual excellent sense of time and place to Before Sunset, and the second encounter between Celine and Jesse is even more poignant than the first.
Hawke is just as excellent here as he is in the first: he's fantastic with the dialogue, but my favourite moment of his performance is on the boat, with Hawke watching Delpy…