I almost cried happy tears last night when I was watching Kimmel. Big giant happy pageant girl alligator tears.
Partially because of the Baby Bachelor, which is something I would watch without any shame whatsoever.
Yep. Absolutely no shame. I'd love more episodes of that adorable little curly-headed Muppet.
Anyway, the main reason Kimmel had me crying happy tears was that he had Ethan Hawke on the show, and I had no idea that Before Midnight was actually being made. I died a little when I saw it. I get a third and final installation of Celine and Jesse where they're actually together??? I cried. I wish I was kidding.
The amount of love I have for Before Sunrise is almost unprecedented in terms of romantic movies. I honest to goodness think that film is as perfect a romantic movie as has ever been made. It released in 1992, but it focused on the unsteadiness of those in their early twenties, and all of the second-guessing that occurs in the period of your life. Is it love? Is it infatuation? What do I do with my life?
(I think Ethan Hawke was the king of this genre in the nineties. See also Reality Bites.)
I think if everyone could experience that kind of maddening love, the world would be a better world.
They are such genuinely hopeful, romantic films. And I want y'all to love them like I do.
Did I just write an entire post about a movie? Yes sir I did. And now I'm going to watch Before Sunrise and Before Sunset to prep myself for the June 14 release. Whoops.