A third to the trilogy with Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke. Probably this is the last one, but who knows?
Woody Allenesque – in the sense that there is tons of talking and dialogue on life, literature, sex and relativity.
Some say this is the best one, but I think each one of them got made in different times and therefore none of them can get better than the other. Each of the three (Before Sunrise, Before Sunset, now Before Midnight) shows two same characters, who are somehow different as one would be within two decades.
The fascinating story of two lovers, who met on a train, is carried on. Now they have kids, and still lead more or less disturbing disputes about time travelling, time, the magic of machoism and feminism.
As before – this is a peaceful atmosphere, great cinematography, close-ups and great melancholic entertainment.