Paris, Je t'aime
Apr. 27th, 2011 02:49 pmI really, really enjoyed this film. It argues well for the notion that more omnibus films should be made in the west. (Plenty of omnibus films are made in Asia already; in Japan there are usually three or four released a year.)
My favorite segments (in chronological order):
Bastille by Isabel Coixet.
Tour Eiffel by Sylvain Chomet.
Place des fêtes by Oliver Schmitz.
Père-Lachaise by Wes Craven.
Faubourg Saint-Denis by Tom Tykwer.
14e arrondissement by Alexander Payne.
( My absolute favorite segment, 14e arrondissment, requires some spoiling. Read on at your own discretion. )
Anyway, I really loved this film.
Bonus favorite sequences:
* During Porte de Choisy, by Christopher Doyle, one of the characters switched into Chinese and I understood every word. I even understood well enough to spot the verbal pun that was being made and to comment on it before the characters in the film did. (This caused my viewing partner, A., to claim that she hates me that much more now.)
* During Quartier de la Madeleine, by Vincenzo Natali, A. and I experienced a simultaneous irrepressible desire to laugh the minute Elijah Wood appeared onscreen. We also both immediately acknowledged that we shouldn't be laughing at him, because he's not really that funny, but that we just couldn't help it--there's just something so adorably laughable about him.
My favorite segments (in chronological order):
Bastille by Isabel Coixet.
Tour Eiffel by Sylvain Chomet.
Place des fêtes by Oliver Schmitz.
Père-Lachaise by Wes Craven.
Faubourg Saint-Denis by Tom Tykwer.
14e arrondissement by Alexander Payne.
( My absolute favorite segment, 14e arrondissment, requires some spoiling. Read on at your own discretion. )
Anyway, I really loved this film.
Bonus favorite sequences:
* During Porte de Choisy, by Christopher Doyle, one of the characters switched into Chinese and I understood every word. I even understood well enough to spot the verbal pun that was being made and to comment on it before the characters in the film did. (This caused my viewing partner, A., to claim that she hates me that much more now.)
* During Quartier de la Madeleine, by Vincenzo Natali, A. and I experienced a simultaneous irrepressible desire to laugh the minute Elijah Wood appeared onscreen. We also both immediately acknowledged that we shouldn't be laughing at him, because he's not really that funny, but that we just couldn't help it--there's just something so adorably laughable about him.