
  Review by
        Eric Hillis
  Directed by: Celine Song
  Starring: Greta Lee, Teo Yoo, John Magaro, Seung Ah Moon, Seung Min Yim
 
    
      Your first crush is a lot like your first pet; you learn a lot about
        life when they go away. Burying a dog, cat, budgie or goldfish in the
        backyard is often a child's first experience of death, and serves as a
        means of preparing them for a lifetime of saying goodbye. First crushes
        tend to fade out as both young parties realise there's nothing
        substantial to their relationship beyond puppy love. But what if your
        first crush was cruelly taken from you long before you made such a
        realisation?
    
      That's the question posed by writer/director Celine Song's
        debut, Past Lives. As 12-year-olds in Seoul, Na Young (Seung Ah Moon) and Hae
        Sung (Seung Min Yim) become each other's first crush. What Hae
        Sung doesn't know is that Na Young is set to leave with her family for a
        new life in Toronto. In a gesture that is either willfully ignorant or
        cruel, Na Young's mother arranges for the two kids to go on a "date"
        together. Young love blossoms until Sae Hung learns of Na Young's
        imminent departure. Song closes out this chapter with a shot that might
        be mistaken for split screen, as the two kids take divergent
        paths.

      12 years later we find Na Young, now going under the name Nora (now
        played by Greta Lee), living in New York and chasing her dream of
        becoming a playwright. Feeling nostalgic, she looks up old school
        friends on social media and discovers Hae Sung (now played by
        Leto's Teo Yoo) has been trying to find her. The two reconnect and
        spend a lot of time over Skype. Promises are made to visit each other's
        cities, but reality gets in the way and the pragmatic Nora decides it's
        best to call off their fledgling relationship.
    
      Another dozen years pass and Nora is now a successful playwright fully
        settled into the bohemian New York lifestyle, sharing an apartment in
        Greenwich Village with Arthur (John Magaro), the bearded Jewish
        writer she married. When Hae Sung arrives in New York for a visit, Nora
        agrees to meet her old friend.

      You may be primed for a Before Sunrise style romance, but
        both Nora and the film itself are far more rational in their approach to
        such matters. Opening with an unseen commentator musing over the
        relationship between Nora, Hae Sung and Arthur as they drink in a bar,
        the movie goes on to become something of a meta dissection of romantic
        storytelling. Much of this comes through Nora and Arthur being
        storytellers themselves, and thus both wary of becoming the clichés of
        the woman swept off her feet by a reunion with her first love and the
        jealous husband. Displaying the sort of insecurities only a writer could
        possess, Arthur grills his wife regarding the stability of their
        marriage. "I'm where I'm meant to be," is Nora's ambiguous answer.
    
      We learn that Nora initially married Arthur in order to obtain a
        greencard. Fortunately the relationship developed into something
        lasting, but it's a telling sign of Nora's pragmatism. Nora confesses
        that Hae Sung's conservative Korean ways make her uncomfortable; it's
        ironic then that she left a country where marriages often begin with a
        connection based on pragmatism, only to enter a marriage of convenience
        herself. Hae Sung's presence both disturbs and excites Nora. As she puts
        its, in his presence she feels "very non-Korean, but also more Korean
        than I've ever felt before."

      Song explores the divergences between immigrants and natives through
        Hae Sung's misguided hope that Nora will some day return to Korea and
        Arthur's fear that she might connect with Hae Sung in a way she never
        could with an American man. But both men have misjudged Nora, who is in
        exactly the place she wants to be, physically if perhaps not
        emotionally. Nora is "someone who leaves," as Hae Sung puts it with a
        resigned acceptance. In this manner Past Lives is
        something of an Asian-American cousin of the recent Irish drama
        Lakelands, in which a homely young man is similarly forced to reckon with his
        incompatibility with the sophisticated woman he loves.
    
      With delicious ambiguity, Song occasionally teases a more traditional
        romance lurking under her film's mature surface. When at a New York bar,
        Nora and Hae Sung isolate themselves from Arthur by speaking Korean
        (Song cleverly frames this in an awkward manner that suggests Arthur has
        been torn from a more immaculately mounted set-up), we suspect this
        might be the moment of raw confession, but instead the two use the
        opportunity to have a grown-up conversation about why they don't belong
        together. Hae Sung's previously sad eyes seem to curl with contentment
        for the first time as Nora's pragmatism opens the cage he's trapped
        himself in for close to a quarter of a century. And yet the movie's
        closing moments leave us wondering if they've really been honest with
        each other, or themselves. We know this isn't the sort of romantic drama
        that will climax in a late dash to the airport, but its brilliance lies
        in how it makes us wish for such a comforting cliché.
    
     
       
