☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
Midnight in Paris (2011) -- W. Allen
I've only slowly
returned to Woody Allen, after so many seemingly inconsequential films in a
row. But I'm glad I did. Perhaps Midnight in Paris caught me in the right mood,
in need of a pick-me-up and a reminder of the special role of art in this
occasionally brain-bruising world. I was willing to take the trip to Paris
with Owen Wilson (and even before the opening credits, I was dazzled by the
montage of Parisian sights) and this film cast a magic spell over me as well as
him.
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