Jan 26, 2013 18:47
So Bill and I watched Midnight in Paris last night - I've been carrying the DVD around with me since we basically got to the States, in hopes that at some point we'd be able to watch it. Stands to reason we watch it a few days before finally returning to the UL.
We also saw The Hobbit today, but that's another post, once I've processed it.
Midnight in Paris was an excellent movie, sooooo pretty. A little silly, and I giggled like mad every time someone new popped up. Ernest Hemingway sounded like all of his books compressed into ten words, which is probably about accurate, and despite the fact that I have never much cared for Gertrude Stein's writing (I actually went into a rant during a poetry class in college, focused on how Gertrude Stein is Evil, which was so full of vitriol that it made the professor fall off the desk), I couldn't help but kind of like Kathy Bates in the role. (But ALICE. And JOSEPHINE BAKER. And RHINOCEROS.)
(And Unexpected!Tom Hiddleston, as it turns out. I thought that was him, because his face shows up on Tumblr every third post, but I've never seen reference to him being in the movie, so I figured not. And then it was.)
Anyway! The premise of the movie (and I'm not spoiling anyone by this) is that Owen Wilson's character slips back and forth between modern-day Paris and 1920s Paris, which is an era with which is he utterly fascinated.
Question of the Day:
If you were going to slip to another city and decade - what city and decade would it be?
Me, I'm fascinated by 1940s London, but someone, I don't think I want to travel back there. It'd either be the Blitz or rationing, and neither actually appeals in terms of living through them.
(Bill's first inclination was 1917 Moscow, but this was rejected for similar reasons.)
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