Matthew Lickona 1 p.m., July 22
- Rated R | 1 hour, 48 minutes
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Late in the proceedings of this, the third installment of Richard Linklater's relationship gabfest, Jesse (Ethan Hawke) gets a mid-argument chance to make a list of his beloved Celine’s (July Delpy) flaws. “Well, for starters, you’re fucking crazy,” he begins — and gets no further. But sometimes, a one-item list is enough. It’s Celine’s insanity — or at least, her panic over losing herself to the roles of supportive lover and loving mother — that prevents Before Midnight from becoming a detailed, scenic, static portrait of midlife. Aging and raging, she’s the motor that makes this a movie. It’s been nine years since last we saw the couple; now, they're finishing a summer vacation in Greece. Jesse has just sent his son back to his ex-wife in the States, and he (understandably) wants to be closer to the boy. But Celine has just been offered a job in France. Cue the verbal fireworks. 2013.
- "For starters, you’re crazy" • May 29, 2013