Midnight in Paris
As films go, there isn't that many that I see that, when the credits role, I want to remain in my seat and await another showing. Actually I've never wanted to before - and there has been many films that I loved straight away.
But there was just something extra special about Midnight in Paris.
I honestly can't get over how much I adored it. And I know I bandy about that word "adore" often, but this time I truly mean it more than all the other times.
For those who've not heard of the film it stars Owen Wilson, Rachel McAdams and a whole host of other actors *cough*Michael Sheen*cough* Their trip to Paris turns mysterious when, at the stroke of midnight, a car pulls up along side Owen Wilson's wanna-be-serious-author character Gil and transports him back to Paris during it's golden age (or what he considers to be its golden age - ala 1920s)
Some of the references where kinda lost on me, it's to be expected as there are so many, but the ones I got where hilarious - Adrien Brody as Salvador Dali, Adrien de Van as Luis Bunuel (when he keeps asking why people wouldn't be able to leave the room. SO FUNNY!) and of course, Corey Stroll as Hemingway. Perfect!
It was seriously all so brilliant. The warm lighting used - I loved most especially the fact that it wasn't numbed down for the present day as some films would to create a warmth for the nostalgic scenes. But I guess that was the aim of the film. To discuss this rose tinted view of the past that people have.
Now if it wasn't bad enough my desire for a Parisian attic apartment while I scrap through life as an failed author - damn you Julian Carax! It's all your fault - I now want it all the more after viewing this film. It's fortunate I'm lazy and bad at learning languages, otherwise I just might be very tempted.
Anyone thinking about seeing this film - go see it. It won't disappoint. Anyone thinking they don't want to go see this film - go see it. It's brilliant!
But there was just something extra special about Midnight in Paris.
I honestly can't get over how much I adored it. And I know I bandy about that word "adore" often, but this time I truly mean it more than all the other times.
For those who've not heard of the film it stars Owen Wilson, Rachel McAdams and a whole host of other actors *cough*Michael Sheen*cough* Their trip to Paris turns mysterious when, at the stroke of midnight, a car pulls up along side Owen Wilson's wanna-be-serious-author character Gil and transports him back to Paris during it's golden age (or what he considers to be its golden age - ala 1920s)
Some of the references where kinda lost on me, it's to be expected as there are so many, but the ones I got where hilarious - Adrien Brody as Salvador Dali, Adrien de Van as Luis Bunuel (when he keeps asking why people wouldn't be able to leave the room. SO FUNNY!) and of course, Corey Stroll as Hemingway. Perfect!
It was seriously all so brilliant. The warm lighting used - I loved most especially the fact that it wasn't numbed down for the present day as some films would to create a warmth for the nostalgic scenes. But I guess that was the aim of the film. To discuss this rose tinted view of the past that people have.
Now if it wasn't bad enough my desire for a Parisian attic apartment while I scrap through life as an failed author - damn you Julian Carax! It's all your fault - I now want it all the more after viewing this film. It's fortunate I'm lazy and bad at learning languages, otherwise I just might be very tempted.
Anyone thinking about seeing this film - go see it. It won't disappoint. Anyone thinking they don't want to go see this film - go see it. It's brilliant!