In Love With Midnight In Paris
Recently on a whim I went to see the new Woody Allen movie, Midnight In Paris. I trust www.RottenTomatoes.com religiously, and when they boasted that 92% of critics enjoyed this movie, I had to see it! This movie was not only funny, charming, and well-written, it was basically a love letter to Paris that had me tearing up by the last glittering shot of the Eiffel Tower. Woody Allen definitely paints Paris from the vantage point of a starry-eyed newcomer, and I loved every breath-taking minute.
The movie opens up with a montage of the most exquisite shots of Paris in the Spring. The montage is a solid three minutes of just French panorama, already the movie was to-die-for! The script is adorable, and you fall instantly in love with Owen Wilson’s character who is instantly in love with Paris. You cannot come to Paris for the first time without falling desperately and madly in love, it is as if magic just surrounds you in that city, so anyone who has been can relate to Wilson’s enamored character. Rachel McAdams plays his stern girlfriend who is disillusioned by having been to Paris one too many times. The movie goes on to teleport Owen Wilson into the golden age of Paris, with many a cameo along the way. The movie is stunning, original, and hilarious, and I recommend it to anyone looking for a good date-night movie.
By the end though, I just couldn’t help but feel so blessed. As I watched the Eiffel Tower glitter behind the main characters, I felt like I could totally identify with what it felt like to be in Paris for the first time, and fall so in love with this beautiful city. Everything about Paris sparkles, and despite having been in Paris during the freezing cold winter, it was the single most beautiful experience of my life. Midnight In Paris brought back my most beautiful memories of being in France, and how blessed I am to have made my own dreams come true. I feel so lucky to have been to Paris, specifically as a young person, because as Hemingway said, you really do carry it with you, the experience, the feeling, the memory, for a lifetime.
“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.”