Comprised of films that honor the dramatic principle of the Aristotelian Unity of Time and then some, This Night Has Opened My Eyes is a series dedicated to nocturnal voyages—some harrowing, some revelatory, some a little bit of both. Encompassing the flirtatious verbal badinage of Richard Linklater’s Before Sunrise, the muted yearning and chance encounters of Chantal Akerman’s Toute une nuit, the Bronx-to-Coney Island running of the gauntlet that is Walter Hill’s The Warriors, the dusk-to-dawn bash at a Milanese villa of Michelangelo Antonioni’s La Notte, and other insomniac odysseys, it’s a program of pictures worth staying up late for, exploring the variously miraculous and macabre things that occur while most respectable folks are abed.
