THE LESSON – Review

Daryl McCormack as Liam in THE LESSON. Courtesy of Bleecker Street

They say never meet your heroes, and the literary thriller THE LESSON offers a case in point, where a young would-be writer gets what he thinks is a dream assignment, tutoring the son of his literary idol for the boy’s Oxford entry exams. An Oxford grad himself, the tutor and aspiring author, Liam Sommers (Daryl McCormack, GOOD LUCK TO YOU, is ambitious and brings along his own unfinished first novel in hopes of some mentoring from the literary giant he so admires, renowned novelist J.M. Sinclair (Richard E. Grant). Julie Delpy plays the famous writer’s wife Helene, an artist and art curator. The family lives on a large, isolated British estate, surrounded by unruly gardens and a rustic pond, with just a whiff of Shirley Jackson Gothic thriller in the air.

Director Alice Troughton does an excellent job of creating a tense, mysterious mood for THE LESSON. Troughton and scriptwriter Alex MacKeith keep a lightly wry touch to the proceedings, as the changeable Sinclairs keep us always a bit off balance. Although on the surface, the tutor and teen are the central concern, much more is going on beneath the surface.

The film actually opens not on the family estate but with a flash forward, of Liam being interviewed about his hit first novel on an artsy talk show. But we then transition back in time, to Liam’s idol, J.M. Sinclair, being interviewed by the same host on the same TV program. As the lauded Sinclair speaks, the author repeats that oft-heard literary line, “Good writers borrow from others. Great writers steal.” Exuding enormous charm, Sinclair delivers his signature line, with a twinkle in his eye and a winning smile.

We see that smile throughout the film but sometimes there is an emotional chill behind it. Scratch that, often there is that chill. Liam arrives at the great man’s estate, eager and excited, for what looks like either a last interview for the job or a trial run of his teaching skills. He is greeted by the butler, but rather than being given entry to the house, he is shown to a guest house. He meets the boy he is to tutor, shy and resentful Bertie (Stephen McMillan), then the boy’s mother Helene (Delpy), who seems to be the one making the decisions. Eventually, Liam does meet his idol, but only after the friendly, warm young tutor has been very thoroughly been put in his place by Helene and even the butler.

While the tense atmosphere works to unnerve Liam, he is also determined to make a good impression, hopeful of more of a chance to interact with his hero. But the new tutor is not the only one on edge. In fact both the son and the wife send out feelings of tension, even fear, and tread carefully around the great author. There are flashes of temper on the famous writer’s part but the electric tension that fills the air suggest something more than moody temperament is at play, and we also soon learn the Sinclairs are still recovering from a tragic loss

McComack’s Liam is charming and handsome but his appearance, accent and egalitarian manner all suggest he was not born to aristocracy or money despite his Oxford education. Liam is clearly ambitious as well as charming, and likely used to navigating around British aristocrats to get what he wants. In this house, he needs all the wiles he can muster.

THE LESSON’s drama unspools in tense mystery mode, offering us hints about secrets and the complex relationships. The landscape around their rambling home looks idyllic but hides unexpected dangers. For Liam, those dangers include the couple who are employing him.

Repeatedly, the film uses beavers busy in and around the property’s lake as a not-too-subtle hint that everyone on this property is also busily at work on something, and that there is much going on unseen beneath the surface. The film is divided into three parts, which reflect the structure of the novel that the great man has been working on for some time. Meanwhile, Liam has brought along his own novel, which he writes in long-hand as he goes about his tutoring work. The young Bertie discovers something special about Liam, beyond his natural charm and good looks, which is an impressive memory.

The trio at the center of this mystery drama, Daryl McCormack, Richard E. Grant and Julie Delpy, are splendid, together and separate. Nothing is quite what it seems, as hidden details and buried secrets emerge. Grant terrorizes everyone as the great man, while Delpy pulls back from his blasts, but then works calmly around him. McCormack’s Liam, taken aback by Grant’s Sinclair’s temper and imperiousness, recalculates and starts again. To Sinclair, he presents a smooth, deferential face but we see a more complex mix, including anger and resentment, away from the great man’s gaze. Another smoldering fire comes from Delpy and Grant, as the couple dance around each other, as well as around Liam, around their son and around some tough facts. The interplay among them, the twists and maneuvers, all work to keep us engrossed.

THE LESSON’s last act isn’t quite as strong as the first 2 parts but overall, the film delivers well. The film’s use of a framing devise, the younger man being interviewed at the beginning and again at the end, raises questions about whether the story we see is something real, or whether it might be just storytelling. It gives one a little chill, given what does happen, and also adds a touch of dark humor as well. What is real and what is fiction, what is true and what is story, heightens the mystery of THE LESSON. Some lessons are learned and some are taught a lesson, in this clever, well-written mystery-drama, so well played by the gifted cast.

THE LESSON opens in theaters on Friday, July 7.

RATING: 3 out of 4 stars

WIENER DOG – Review

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WIENER DOG, a four-story anthology from writer/director Tod Solondz, follows a little dachshund from one home to the next, finding masters who represent four stages of life –  childhood, young adulthood, middle age, and elderly. The pooch is but a linking device to introduce Solondz’s real subjects; the dark and despairing characters that we associate with the oddball director. With his output of deadpan black comedies like WELCOME TO THE DOLLHOUSE and HAPPINESS, Solondz has specialized in human weakness and cruelty, awkward exchanges, and embarrassing confrontations. He continues this tradition with WIENER DOG, easily his finest film since HAPPINESS and one which features a trio of human performances from Julie Delpy, Danny DeVito, and Ellen Burstyn that are among the year’s best.

In the first story, the pooch is adopted by a high-strung couple (Julie Delpy and Pulitzer-winning playwright Tracy Letts) for their son Remi (Keaton Nigel Cooke – introduced in a hilarious reference to BOYHOOD), a young cancer survivor. When Remi questions Mom on the necessity of neutering, Delpy launches into a jaw-dropping account of her own childhood pup who was “raped” by the AIDS-infected neighborhood stray “Mohammed” (who also raped squirrels!), then died in puppybirth. It’s one of several startling, inappropriate monologues Delpy delivers in deadpan style. After Remi indulges his Wiener Dog with granola bars until it craps all over the house (and in its cage, and all the way down the driveway in one long, nauseating tracking shot), it’s straight to the vet for euthanasia and another clueless speech from Delpy on the upside of their pet’s death (“It feels good. Like forgetting everything”). There are a few moments between boy and dog that provide a bit of warmth, but this is a queasy look at dysfunctional parenting with Lett’s hothead Dad no better than Mom with both child and pet discipline (“Heel Motherf***er!”).

But Wiener Dog lives on as the second chapter re-introduces us to Solondz’s most famous character – bullied middle-schooler Dawn Wiener from his breakthrough WELCOME TO THE DOLLHOUSE (1995). Dawn is now played by Greta Gerwig (an actress who looks and behaves nothing like Heather Matarazzo from DOLLHOUSE – a gimmick Solondz has delivered before) and is working at the veterinary clinic where Remi and mom have dumped their pet. Dawn takes pity on the dog, renames her Doody, and takes her on a road trip with Brandon, her chief tormentor from the earlier film who is now an aimless drug addict (now played by Keiran Culkin). The pair travel to Ohio, picking up a trio of comically sad Mexican mariachis along the way. They visit Brandon’s brother and his wife, who both have Down’s Syndrome but are still better adjusted to adulthood than Brandon. While I’m glad to see that Dawn Weiner has grown into a reasonably sane adult, this is the weakest, if sweetest, of the four stories in WEINER DOG.

After a kooky “intermission” with the dachshund marching past green screen backdrops (a cattle ranch, a strip club stage) accompanied by a twangy title tune, WIENER DOG delivers its third and richest story. Wiener Dog’s owner is now Dave Schmerz (Danny DeVito) a lonely film professor and screenwriter. His former fame (he wrote a hit script 19 years earlier) keeps him employed  at a NYC University where his negativity irritates his students and fellow teachers. Schmerz spends half his time on the phone with his agent trying to get someone to read his latest script and the other half dealing with students he can’t stand. Listening to the asininity of some of these budding filmmakers, it’s not hard to see why. One goes on about “Sticky Fingers”, the movie super-villain he’s created while another wants to make films because he loves movies – yet can’t name a single one that’s influenced him or that he has even seen (“there’s just so many”). My favorite is the special snowflake who wants to write a script about “90s queer theory from a racial perspective” only to be deeply offended when Schmerz asks “What if? Then what?”.  DeVito is so good and so touching in WIENER DOG, especially when giving a poignant speech where he reflects on writing a meaningful script only to have to juice it up with mistaken identities and mafia hijinks to sell it.

The final story finds Wiener Dog in the home of Ellen Burstyn’s’ miserable Nana who’s named her pet ‘Cancer’ (“it fits”). She gets a visit from her desperate granddaughter Zoe (Zosia Mamet – superb) who drags along her arrogant artist boyfriend Fantasy (“His actual name. He’s got a sister named Dream” – played Michael James Shaw) to hit up Gramma for money. Burstyn, her eyes covered with dark shades, says little and smiles even less, but she gives a powerhouse performance that deserves to be noticed and talked about. She’s especially devastating in a heartbreaking dream scene when she finally shows us her expressive eyes to confront a gaggle of identical little girls who represent the more satisfying directions her life may have taken had she made different choices.

Solondz is not known for happy endings, and certainly doesn’t provide one for poor Wiener Dog, yet despite his gloomy view of mankind, he is a sharp observer and a bold writer. His WIENER DOG is one of the best movies so far this year.

5 of 5 Stars

WIENER DOG opens in St. Louis July 8th Exclusively at Landmark’s The Tivoli Theater

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Win Passes To The Advance Screening Of WIENER-DOG In St. Louis

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Welcome to the doghouse: the latest hilariously biting comedy from Todd Solondz is a twisted Lassie for misanthropes. It follows the wayward adventures of a dachshund who passes from oddball owner to oddball owner—including the world’s worst mom, a beleaguered screenwriter, and the grownup incarnation of Welcome to the Dollhouse’s Dawn Wiener—whose radically dysfunctional lives are all impacted by the pooch.

Featuring an all-star cast that includes Greta Gerwig, Julie Delpy, Danny DeVito, Ellen Burstyn, and Zosia Mamet, WIENER-DOG is a tragically funny, wondrously warped look at the absurdity of life (and death) from one of contemporary cinema’s most fearless and unique voices.

WIENER-DOG opens in St. Louis on Friday, July 8.

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Josh Wiggins and Odeya Rush In First Photo From THE BACHELORS

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Fortitude International has released a first look photo from THE BACHELORS.

The movie stars Oscar winner J.K. Simmons (WHIPLASH, TERMINATOR GENISYS, JUNO), Golden Globe and Oscar nominee Julie Delpy (BEFORE SUNRISE, BEFORE SUNSET),  Josh Wiggins (HELLION, MAX, LOST IN THE SUN) and Odeya Rush (Upcoming HUNTER’S PRAYER, THE GIVER, GOOSEBUMPS)

Hoping for a fresh start, a widower and his 17-year-old son move from a small northern California town to Los Angeles, where a new job, a new school, a wry old friend and two extraordinary women play a transformative role in the reshaping of their lives.

Fortitude is handling international rights to the film in Cannes.

The comedy drama is written and directed by Kurt Voelker (SWEET NOVEMBER, PARK) and produced by Matthew Baer (UNBROKEN, MAGGIE, CITY BY THE SEA), George Parra (JOY, THE DESCENDANTS, SILVER LININGS PLAYBOOK), and Windowseat Entertainment’s Joe McKelheer (BARELY LETHAL, THE HAMMER) and Bill Kiely (CHASING GIANTS, ADDERALL DIARIES).

BEFORE MIDNIGHT New Clip Features Ethan Hawke And Julie Delpy

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Before it hits theaters in Austin, LA and NY this Friday (May 24), Sony Pictures Classics has released this new clip from BEFORE MIDNIGHT. The film is scheduled to open in the St. Louis area on June 14th.

An American father, JESSE, (Ethan Hawke) is seeing off his son HANK (Seamus Davey-Fitzpatrick) at the Kalamata Airport in Greece. Hank’s returning to his mother and life in the U.S. after spending the “best summer ever” with Jesse and his family. The middle-schooler is more composed than his fortyish father, who hovers anxiously as their separation draws near.

Geography weighs heavily on Jesse. Outside the airport, he rejoins his family: CELINE (Julie Delpy) and their young twin daughters ELLA and NINA (Jennifer and Charlotte Prior). As they drive through the austerely beautiful rocky hillsides of Messinia, Jesse and Celine talk – about living so far from Hank, about her career as an environmentalist and hopes for a new job, about the swirl of ancient and modern Greece around them. Jesse hints at wanting to move back to America from their home in Paris, but Celine has done her U.S. time – they lived in New York for a spell – and has no wish to return. Their long history together bubbles between them.

Jesse’s a successful novelist, and they’re in Greece at a writer’s retreat, staying in the bucolic country villa of an older expat writer, PATRICK (Walter Lassally). Jesse’s given to flights of creative fancy which charm the assembled company, warmly hospitable Greek couples, but Celine – whose own past has played a starring role in Jesse’s semi-autobiographical novels – is perhaps a bit weary of serving as alluring French muse to Jesse’s fiction career.

As a treat, their Greek friends have gifted Jesse and Celine with a night at a luxurious seaside hotel while they babysit the twins. Feeling the undercurrent of friction between them, Celine wants to beg off, but their friends insist. They set off on foot through the spectacular countryside, meandering through meadows and villages, enjoying each others’ company, talking, teasing, debating, flirting.

What does a longterm couple do in a sleek hotel room besides throw off their worries, responsibilities, and clothes and make love? But for Jesse and Celine, realities intrude: the weight of children, work, ambitions, disappointments; the ebb and flow of romantic love ; the strains of an evolving, deepening relationship. Their idyllic night tests them in unexpected ways.

Jesse and Celine first met in their twenties in BEFORE SUNRISE (1995), reunited in their thirties in BEFORE SUNSET (2004), and now, in BEFORE MIDNIGHT,they face the past, present and future; family, romance, and love. Before the clock strikes midnight, their story again unfolds.

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Read director Richard Linklater’s (DAZED AND CONFUSED, BERNIE) Reddit Ask Me Anything session from earlier today:
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2 DAYS IN NEW YORK – The Review

Review by Le Movie Snob

I really wanted to like this movie.

I like Julie Delpy.

I like that she took an unexpected Johnny Depp-like career turn upon first becoming successful:  she decided not to let her stunning looks lull her into a guaranteed successful, complacent career.

She moved to a foreign country, mastered English, and didn’t just say she was going to direct, she really did direct and wrote a successful screenplay (Before Sunset).  And she proved a triple threat:  writing directing, and starring in  2 Days in Paris  which was a nicely paced, accurately funny depiction of the Franco-American culture clash.

Understandably, I had high expectations for her follow up.  Hence, the fall was steep.

Here’s what I wasn’t expecting at all:

I wasn’t expecting to be bored by Chris Rock.
I wasn’t expecting to hate French people.
I wasn’t expecting to see a father-daughter interaction that makes Serge and Charlotte Gainsbourg’s look completely healthy.
2 Days in New York is supposed to pick up the story told in 2 Days in Paris; picking up with Delpy’s character Marion being a single mother to the child she had with Jack (Adam Goldberg).  Although broken up, she has stayed in New York and now lives with her new boyfriend Mingus (Chris Rock) and his child from a previous relationship.  To complete the hipster picture, Marion’s completely pretentious self-portraits are about to go on exhibit in an art gallery and Mingus works for NPR. Why aren’t they living in Brooklyn?

Their life in New York appears happy, albeit chaotic, but not chaotic enough for a movie.  She must have taken master screenwriter William Goldberg’s famous advice:  reality is neither interesting nor believable. Delpy decides to create drama by fusing her visiting French family with the chaos of New York and her hipster life in it.  Cue the Frenchies.

So she is visited by her family:  her father (played by her real-life father Albert Delpy), her sister (co-writer Alexia Landau who bears not the slightest resemblence to Delpy), and the sister’s not-really boyfriend (co-producer Alexandre Nahon)  who descend on the too small apartment to produce the comedic fusion that surely will result from squabbling family members of different generations and the endless clashes of American vs. French culture.

Unfortunately, the result is not greater than the sum of its parts, although the movie does feel exponentially longer than its 96 minutes.  And like a failed science experiment, the result is a big, ugly mess.

While I’m grateful to Mlle Delpy for wanting to let the citizens of her adopted country off the hook by making the French the “ugly tourists,” she went way too far.  They are beyond ugly, they are offensive:  committing acts of vandalism, asking every black man about “O-ba-MA,” among other reprehensible acts.

They are frankly despicable characters who are capable of making the most liberal American want to order “freedom fries.”  I, who regularly and happily, defend the French against the real-life experiences and stereotypes that convince many they are the rudest of all people, cannot defend these characters.  I am at a loss as to how Mlle Delpy could think that anyone would find these characters funny in the slightest.  And from my experience in France, I can’t imagine the French themselves will find them funny or feel comfortable with these representations of their countrymen.  I’m curious what their reaction will be.

Here’s her thinking, as explained to Sheila Roberts of collider.com:  “…American perceptions of the French are often inaccurate….[they] see the French as these classy people wearing Chanel all the time.”

(Well that’s my perception of the French, the France I love.) But even I know that’s not a fair nor accurate representation.

“There’s a very strong culture of France that’s not super classy.  The dad… [is] a free thinker and a free spirit, something that’s very common in some part of the French…. they’re not puritanical at all.”

Ah, voilà.  There it is.  The French love to point out how puritanical we Americans are.  This is an old, tired, not to mention inaccurate stereotype.  But at least it explains how you can direct your own real-life father as he drops his towel and talks graphically about sex.

If her goal was to make us uncomfortable, goal achieved.  But it’s not funny, it’s not entertaining, it’s disturbing. Graphic sex talk among family members is not the opposite of puritanisme.  Neither are sisters calling each other the “c-word”  and becoming physically violent towards each other. Add to this that several of these scenes occur in the presence of children and thoughts of calling CPS preclude any possibility of being entertained.

In her defense, I’m guessing she wanted to make a Woody Allen type movie à la Hannah And Her Sisters. I know the French appreciate and love Woody Allen movies, and we are grateful that you do when most Americans don’t.  But shooting a movie in New York is not alchemy; relying on the energy of the city to propel your movie is short-sighted, but understandable when you think yelling + New York skyline = Woody Allen movie.

Unfortunately, this connaissance , and your years of living in LA among transplanted New York film-industry Jews don’t mean you can recreate that special New York feeling, even if you understand all the Yiddishisms.  Even Woody Allen can’t make a Woody Allen movie anymore.

On a less, but only slightly, disturbing note, Chris Rock’s character is offensive all on its own.

That their relationship is interracial is never commented on, its silence deafeningly PC. Sadly, the character of Mingus is not allowed to exist racially unscathed.  Not only do the ugly Frenchies call him “Obama,” Mingus links himself to the president.  There is a cardboard cutout of Obama in his office; he dreams of the day he will get to meet his idol.

I found this offensive.  Why can’t a clean cut black man exist on his own merit? I guess that day will come when a gay character is depicted without his or her sexuality mattering, and while we’re on the way, we haven’t arrived at that point either.

Chris Rock proves he can leave his comedic persona behind, not a small feat for most comedians.  Unfortunately, he plays the role in neutral, so there’s nothing distinctive about his performance at all.

It’s ironic that a French director did this, when France was the country where American black artists fled so they could be seen as artists by their merit, where their skin color didn’t matter.

 C’est vraiment honteux.

 1 of 5 Stars

2 DAYS IN NEW YORK Opens in St. Louis today at Landmark’s Plaza Frontenac Theater

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Review: ‘The Air I Breathe’ on DVD

First-timer Jieho Lee co-wrote and directed this multi-layered drama, starring Forest Whitaker, Brendan Frasier, Kevin Bacon, Andy Garcia, Julie Delpy, Emile Hirsch and Sarah Michelle Gellar.

The Air I Breathe tells the story of four different people whose lives are connected in ways they do not know. The concept behind the film is based on an ancient Chinese proverb that divides life into four emotional elements: Happiness, Pleasure, Sorrow and Love. The proverb suggests that these four elements combine to create the complete human experience. None of these four characters names are ever revealed in the movie.

The story is told in a fragmented fashion, pulling the separate stories together in time by acts of relative coincidence. The gangster character Fingers (Andy Garcia) is used as the thread that mends the four stories together into one complete movie, which in its essence is a great story, but in its execution is not very original and at times too convenient. Fortunately, the performances stand as a crutch for film with a structure weakened by a slight pretentiousness.

Happiness (Whitaker) is a man with a good job, a nice home and a modest future. However, he realizes that this is a formula that will lead him nowhere except in an endless circle of always wanting more. In an attempt to break free from the circle, he risks everything on a bet he naively believes is his ticket out. When things go horribly wrong, Happiness finds himself desperately trying to get back to where he started.

Pleasure (Frasier) is a gifted man who works as Fingers’ collector, but struggles with his gift as it has its limitations. He truly wants to do right by people, but feels that people are trapped within their fates and he can do nothing to change these fates. Its not until he happens upon a special person unlike any other that he realizes he does have the power to change the future of those he sees.

Sorrow (Gellar) is a talented young pop star whose fame is on the rise until her manager hands over her contract to Fingers as payment on a debt. Penniless and trapped by Fingers who plans to use her to make millions, she finds hope in a man who promises to save her. Sorrow eventually finds herself the catalyst for affecting and being affected by multiple twists of fate.

Love (Bacon) is a doctor who longs for his true love that he cannot have. When tragedy strikes, he finds himself acting out of love to save this person. Even though he knows he will never be with her, he fights to ensure her survival, finding friendship and renewal in the process. Love’s story is the final chapter before the pieces of this emotional puzzle are finally aligned, which makes for a thoughtful film, but unfortunately suffers from having borrowed from previous cinematic styles and concepts too much.

[rating:3.5/5]

DVD Features:

  • Audio Commentary with the Director, Writer(s), DP and Editor.
  • Deleted Scenes
  • Outtakes
  • Theatrical Trailer

Review: ‘2 Days in Paris’

Zac:

Julie Delpy’s directorial debut is a wonderful look at relationships with great comedy and truth that you don’t normally find in films nowadays.

A very real feeling film from start to finish, Delpy crafts and entertaining and well crafted piece of cinema that was ignored by far too many people. Marion (Delpy) and Jack (Adam Goldberg) are at the tail end of a European adventure and are winding down and spending the last 2 days of the trip in Marion’s apartment above her parents place. The couple does a little site seeing, meet past acquaintances, and introduce Jack to Marion’s eccentric family.

As Jack and Marion traverse the city they are constantly running into Marion’s past flames and with a language barrier and creeping suspicions, Jack’s mind begins to run wild as he sarcastically deflects as he endures the whirlwind of activity thrown at him.

Adam Goldberg is just great as Jack. Delpy’s script and his improvisation afford him some of the most memorable lines of the year with a wit and sharpness that never dulls. The sarcasm of his character is a joy to watch if you find that funny and Goldberg sells the awkward outsider to a T as he works his way through parties and guys trying to fuck his girlfriend. Goldberg proves that he is a capable leading man here; too bad no one will probably ever give him a chance in anything that will showcase him in bigger medium.

Delpy is sweet, cute, and adorable in this. Marion is a slightly sillier version of Delpy’s Before Sunrise/Sunset character and is full of life and imagination with a head that might not be quite set on her shoulders. She takes advantage of Jack’s language barrier and shows a hair of disconnect from time to time opening a very interesting angle to taken the proceedings in from.

Delpy’s parents in the film are Delpy’s real life parents as well and that chemistry just pours out of the screen. When all of them are on screen together it’s a joy to watch and Delpy’s father, Albert, is fantastic in his time away from the nuclear family setting as well. Albert and Goldberg play off each other so well they are impossible not to believe.

The film its self is creative and keeps things feeling fresh while not trying to do too much. Delpy has a great directing style and this leaves me excited to see her do more work. The films message and writing is also a phenomenon as it is just so real and true. As you watch, you’ve had these conversations with people and significant others and you can relate with these characters which allows you to invest even further into the picture.

2 Days in Paris is a gem of 07 and a film that should be seen by many more people. The film moves quick, is full of laughs, and intrigue to its story. This is one that will not disappoint and that you should rush out to rent as soon as possible!

[rating: 4.5/5]

‘2 Days In Paris’ Hits DVD on Tuesday

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Indie fans looking for a new addition to their no doubt sprawling movie collection take heed: Julie Delpy’s Two Days In Paris gets released on DVD this Tuesday. It stars Delpy herself (Broken Flowers, Before Sunset) and Adam Goldberg (Zodiac, The Salton Sea) as Marion and Jack, two lovers trying their best to keep a disfunctional relationship together during a trip to Paris to stay with Marion’s parents. Things take a turn for the worst when Marion’s bizarre parents, Jack’s neurotic travel behavior and some untimely revelations about Marion’s past combine for a rough couple of days.

Besides directing, writing and acting in the film, Julie Delpy earns some extra auteur brownie points by also producing it, editing it and writing the film’s score. Oh, and she cast her actual parents in it. Oh, and Adam Goldberg is actually her ex-boyfriend. Curiosity alone should make you check this one out, but Delpy’s sharp writing and Goldberg’s comic performance will ensure you don’t waste your time.

You’ll get a full review of the DVD when I get my grubby paws on it for sure.