This is “Before Sunrise’’ territory.
And as with Richard Linklater's Before Sunrise, part of the great joy to be taken from Cairo Time is in watching these two strangers as they stroll the streets of a remarkable city, getting to know each other, intimately.
The demands of the multiplex make films like “Cairo Time” more welcome than ever: with an emphasis on male-female talk (a la Before Sunrise) and the Egyptian scenery, Nadda takes her film at a healthy walking pace.
Nadda has written a script that can't quite muster the drive to endow more than two characters with any dimensionality, yet it seems to lack the temerity to restrict itself entirely to these two people and see what it can show us about them (à la Before Sunset ), minus the dramatic convenience of a few supporting foils.
Juliette's Stupid Tourist episodes lead to loneliness, frustration, and humiliation, which in turn prompt her to seek out Tareq, who is seemingly always up for long walks and longer conversations—think Before Sunset, weighed down by awkward articulation of the central couple's cultural differences.
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.