Film review: Before Midnight is a perfectly crafted movie

To quote the watch adverts, here’s a timepiece that will last a lifetime: the Doomsday Clock. And the reason it will last that long? Because when it stops, so will your life. This is the figurative clock that has been maintained by a bunch of Chicagoan atomic scientists since 1947. The closer its hands are to midnight, the closer we are to nuclear annihilation. It started off at seven minutes to midnight. But now, as any paranoiac will tell you, it is two minutes further on. We are, in this one specific sense, five minutes away from The End.

Did Richard Linklater have this in mind when he named his new film Before Midnight? Probably not. This isn’t, in truth, a film about death by fission and fusion, but a simple middle-aged love story. He is Ethan Hawke’s Jesse, a freewheeling writer and romantic. She is Julie Delpy’s enigmatic Celine. They first met on a train from Budapest 18 years ago, before rekindling their relationship in Paris nine years later.