*Spoiler Alert* (For Matt)
Owen Wilson and Rachel McAdams carry-over their engagement from Wedding Crashers and pick up the witty dialogue in a less rom-com arena in Woody Allen's newest installment of upper-class folks figuring out life in a major European city. The voice overs and paradigm breakers that make-up a Woody Allen movie are at the base of this one. Owen Wilson plays the disenfranchised searcher. He writes Hollywood blow-em-up features and is engaged to McAdams, the daughter of a Tea Party CEO. She wants a house in Malibu and he wants a loft in a rainy Paris. She likes the pedant (Woody Allen must really hate pedants). Wilson hates the pedant and hates wine tasting and hates the Tea Party. The movie gets exciting and less about crappy relationships and more about awesome relationships when Wilson is taking a walk. The clock chimes midnight o'clock and Wilson finds himself in 1920s Paris. He meets Scott Fitzgerald, Picasso, Dali, Hemingway and all the other artists that made up his image of a nostalgic Paris. For the first few time travels, Wilson has found his place. It is not until he meets Marion Cottliard, the mistress of a bunch of famous artists. She, herself, wants to be swept back to 1890s Paris. It is there, in the 1890s that they meet other artists that are musing on their nostalgia for a renaissance Paris. It is then that the movie comes full circle. Wilson, the writer and the person, realize what every good writer in every good movie realizes, in the words of Sean from the movie Orange County, would Faulkner have written great novels if he had left the South? Wilson makes peace with himself and dumps McAdams decides to move to 2010 Paris and finish his novel (complete with Gertrude Stine's notes).
Owen Wilson and Rachel McAdams carry-over their engagement from Wedding Crashers and pick up the witty dialogue in a less rom-com arena in Woody Allen's newest installment of upper-class folks figuring out life in a major European city. The voice overs and paradigm breakers that make-up a Woody Allen movie are at the base of this one. Owen Wilson plays the disenfranchised searcher. He writes Hollywood blow-em-up features and is engaged to McAdams, the daughter of a Tea Party CEO. She wants a house in Malibu and he wants a loft in a rainy Paris. She likes the pedant (Woody Allen must really hate pedants). Wilson hates the pedant and hates wine tasting and hates the Tea Party. The movie gets exciting and less about crappy relationships and more about awesome relationships when Wilson is taking a walk. The clock chimes midnight o'clock and Wilson finds himself in 1920s Paris. He meets Scott Fitzgerald, Picasso, Dali, Hemingway and all the other artists that made up his image of a nostalgic Paris. For the first few time travels, Wilson has found his place. It is not until he meets Marion Cottliard, the mistress of a bunch of famous artists. She, herself, wants to be swept back to 1890s Paris. It is there, in the 1890s that they meet other artists that are musing on their nostalgia for a renaissance Paris. It is then that the movie comes full circle. Wilson, the writer and the person, realize what every good writer in every good movie realizes, in the words of Sean from the movie Orange County, would Faulkner have written great novels if he had left the South? Wilson makes peace with himself and dumps McAdams decides to move to 2010 Paris and finish his novel (complete with Gertrude Stine's notes).
I really liked this movie so per Stephen's suggestion I snuck into another theater and saw X-Men: First Class. It was awesome, too.
Thanks jerk. Why dont you write "spoiler alert" or something before you write out the entire plot/resolution of the movie for your reading audience. You now owe me at least 5 bucks to cover a percentage of the movie you ruined for me when I go see it this weekend.
ReplyDeleteI want to see this badly, but it's not yet playing in Faulkner's backward South. Or at least not in Bham.
ReplyDeleteA good movie: manly and displaying grace under pressure. Kind of like Jonesy, who is truly brave.
ReplyDeleteSo I saw this picture on Saturday, and although I knew all major plot points thanks to KDJ, I enjoyed every minute of it. Me gusta McAdams. In every movie she's in (with the exception of Sherlock Holmes) from The Notebook to Wedding Crashers to Mean Girls, she pretty tight. And her character in this movie was supposed to be off-putting enough that she'd make you stay in Paris despite her hottness, and she accomplished it. Jonesy is truly brave.
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