I’m a bit timid around Woody Allen films. He’s hit or miss. But, Midnight in Paris is mostly hit. Owen Wilson makes a charming Allen surrogate. And, as a novelist myself, who’s been swept up in the romance of and in Paris … the film struck a few personally nostalgic notes for me. I’d even done a signing at one of the books stores in the film. Anyway, then, I should likely recuse myself from judgment as I’m biased.
Hmmm, these comments just contain my normal bias:
1) Wilson is wonderful as always
2) All of the actors are good, but Brody steals with 2-minutes of screen time and his Dali impersonation.
3) The film takes some time to get rolling. It’s a little sticky in the editing until about the hour mark, then really draws the viewer in.
So, in general, I enjoyed it for my own personal reasons, but an hour is along time for a film to be a little sticky, so we’ll call it a B+.
-- Books by Author/Illustrator Ross Anthony --
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