OH MY GOD! ATTACK OF THE KILLER 90s!
TAKE COVER, EVERYONE! PROTECT YOURSELVES!
It's going to be okay. Julie Delpy will ditch the Mayim Bialik grunge gear and Ethan Hawke will loose the stonewashed jeans and leather jacket in time for the 2004 sequel, Before Sunset (incidentally, they will both also lose a lot of baby fat). I haven't seen the sequel yet, but I know that this will happen. I've seen the pictures.
Will they have grown any more interesting? That cannot be told. A well-tailored suit and a stunning clavicle only register so far on the interest meter in a movie where nothing happens other than meandering conversation. The question is, will Ethan Hawke's character come up with any questions more interesting than "What was your first sexual experience," and will Julie Delpy's character realize that there's no reason to "feel like shit" just because you've had sex with someone you might never see again.
That is, will Before Sunset be any less dopey than Before Sunrise? One day, I will find out. Perhaps I'll wait the allotted six months that they assign each other.
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