De película...

"Céline (with a very French accent): If there's any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed, but... who cares, really? The answer must be in the attempt."

Julie Delpy, interpretando a Céline en Antes del Amanecer.

Esta es una de esas historias cursis en las que un hombre y una mujer están juntos hablando de nada, y todo fluye, y todo se siente bien, y de repente las cosas se congelan. Es un cafecito, la mesa del fondo, nadie alrededor. Tranquilos, conversan. Él quiere que ella esté mejor, que esté tranquila, que esté feliz. Que regrese pronto al camino excitante donde él está y le haga compañía. Y en eso, un hombrecito, el mesero, se acerca. Rompe el aire con la mano formando un remolino hacia el techo, para describir cómo allá arriba alguien le pide que transmita un mensaje. Se dirige primero hacia ella: Gran armonía y seguridad vive dentro de tí: date cuenta y trabaja en ello. Luego hacia él: Puedes transmitir mucha paz y tranquilidad, y lograr muchas cosas con tu voz. Después, se va.

- That was great - dice él, pensando que es deliciosamente extraño haber recibido "mensajes" tan ad hoc...

- It really was...dice ella, pareciendo estar de acuerdo, aunque menos asombrada.

- Es como la película de Antes del Amanecer, cuando están en Viena y ven a esa adivina...

- Staaaar dust...canta ella, recordando....

Y así se quedan los dos, supendidos. Hay un segundo, un momento. Especial. Un instante en el que ambos se preguntan si genuinamente es posible encontrar en la vida real esos momentos tan dulces que se ven en las pantallas. Y así, se quedan atrapados en una escena memorable. En fin, que en pocas palabras, esta es una historia de película, que me ocurrió esta mañana.

Out of a movie...This is one of those corny stories in which a man and a woman are together talkin' about whatever, and everything flows, and everything feels well, and things suddenly freeze. It is a small cafe, the table at the back, nobody around. Calmly, they talk. He wants her to feel better, to feel calm, to feel happy. He wants her to come back soon to the exciting path where he is to make him company. In the middle of that, a small guy, the waiter, comes closer. He breaks the air with his hand forming whirlpools towards the ceiling, to describe how high above somebody is requesting him to transmit a message. He goes first towards her: Great harmony and security live within you: acknowledge it and work on it. Then towards him: You transmit peace and tranquillity, and will achieve many things with your voice. After that, he goes away. - That was great - says the man, thinking that it's deliciously strange to have received "messages" so ad hoc... - It really was... the woman says, seeming to agree, although less astonished. - It's like in that film Before Sunrise, when they are in Vienna and they see that fortune teller... - Staaaar dust... she sings, remembering.... And thus they both remain, suspended. There is a second, a moment. Special. An instant in which both wonder if it is genuinely possible to find in real life those sweet moments as they are seen on the screens. Therefore, they remain caught in a memorable scene. In short: this is an out of a movie story, that happened to me this morning.