Film recommendation time! I don’t normally, because my tastes usually differ from, well, most people, and really, I can find enjoyment in virtually everything (Spiderman 3! Fun!). Occasionally, though, I’ll put on my discerning pants and rally around a movie like Paris, Je T’aime. It’s a mosaic of shorts, all shot in different arrondissements of Paris by eighteen directors, including Wes Craven, the Coen Brothers, Tom Tykwer and Alfonso Cuaron, and featuring everyone from Elijah Wood and Nick Nolte to Gena Rowlands, Miranda Richardson and the luminous Juliette Binoche. All the five minute sections are about love, but they are as varied as the nature of love itself. Or something. Anyway!
The film, while at times uneven, is on the whole entrancing. A love letter to Paris and to love itself. Fuck, I even liked the mime. And I hate mimes!
The most affecting, by far, was Alexander (Sidways) Payne’s, which features a dowdy, middle-aged American tourist who narrates her visit to the City of Light in stilted, classroom-recitation French. It was the one section of the film that managed to convey both la joie et la tristesse [feel free to correct my terrible vocab] of love.
Intrigued? Watch the trailer below.
If you likey, I’ve posted Tykwer’s piece, featuring Natalie Portman, after the jump (the sound is shitty, but it was either post the one with English subtitles, spanish subtitles, or none at all–English won).