before sunrise. and the milkshake poem.

in times of gloom, one turns to introspect and inspect his troves. 

as a cinemaphile, i turned to my stack of dvds. grabbed the stunner tandem film, before sunrise/ before sunset. watched it for the 3rd time since i bought them.

it's one of my favorite romantic films of all times. although, im devoid of such fancies (i consider myself insensitive), im quite fascinated with the thought of travelling incognito and meeting someone along the way that pique your interests. someone who share the same passion for dialectics. someone who has different take on issues like love, religion and death. someone you can finally connect. close to being soulmates, that is.

anyway, what's striking about the movie is the flow of their conversations. all through out, you can hear them talking just about anything. jesse is on his way to vienna to catch his flight to america. while celine is on her way to paris to resume her studies after a brief visit to her grandma. in the lounge car of train bound for paris, they met and struck a very engaging talk, probably the best talk of their lives. but when the train arrived at vienna, jesse had to get off. and he managed to convince celine to accompany him to the streets of vienna and talk some more. he premised that this could only happen once in their lifetime. they could have their own lives apart in the future but they can still look up to the day that they had met.

the highlights of the film are as follows:

- at a restaurant. they pretended to phone each other's friends and talked about how they meet each other. and what they think about each other. mushy. but it clicked.

- the first kiss. in a giant ferris wheel in the prater. but the events that led to the kiss made it more eventful.

- celine's thoughts about God. how does he manifest himself? she said in spaces between people.

- jesse's thoughts about people. that they hate themselves because they are always around themselves. and they're sick of that. i kinda agree. i have yet to experience that. consciously.

- and the anonymous street poet by the river danube who offered to make them a poem on just about anything. the couple suggested the keyword, 'milkshake'. and here's how it goes:

daydream delusion, limousine eyelash

oh baby with your pretty face

drop a tear in my wine glass

look at those big eyes

see what you mean to me

sweet-cakes and milkshakes

i am a delusion angel

i am a fantasy parade

i want you to know what I think

don’t want you to guess anymore

you have no idea where I came from

we have no idea where we’re going

lodged in life

like branches in a river

flowing downstream

caught in the current

i carry you 

you’ll carry me

that’s how it could be

don’t you know me?

don’t you know me by now?

ravishing, isn't it? anyway, after 14-hour fleeting moments together, because jesse had to fly to america, they decided to meet again. at the vienna train station, six months later. thus, the sequel. but not entirely so. you'll know.

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