Cairo Time (2010)

This movie will no doubt be compared to Lost in Translation and Before Sunset, delicate tales of dislocated souls who find solace in other, equally dislocated souls, usually in a foreign land. Usually these people are already married, or at least come with complicated baggage, but it's this wistful yearning, this sense of tragedy and lost time that makes these kinds of movies special. Cairo Time is definitely the least of the three movies, mainly because it never trusts itself enough to get truly lost. Yet, even in its careful hesitation, it finds a kind of grace.

Clarkson plays Juliette, who arrives in Cairo hoping to meet her husband, a NATO man. Instead, Tareq (Siddig) meets her and informs her that her husband is stuck in Gaza. Tareq used to work for the husband but recently retired to run a coffee shop. He offers his services to Juliette should she need them. Juliette is far from the ugly American; she's quiet and polite, but still blunders into some odd situations. She finds that men not only follow her, but brush right up against her. She also wanders into Tareq's café without realizing that it's for men only. She even boards a bus for Gaza without realizing the military danger involved.

Nadda unfolds this with a gentle, observant pace, relying on Clarkson's deep, thoughtful performance to help drive things (and show things down). Clarkson brings an entire history to this character with just her eyes, face and body. Thankfully, Tareq is shown to have his dark side as well; he's more than just the "pure," unsullied, non-American native. When these two fall in love, the movie avoids big, passionate moments or painful payoffs. It doesn't blame the exotic locale, either. It's just something that happened between moments.

(Reviewed April 28, 2010, at the San Francisco International Film Festival.)