After arriving at the crowded Les Halles, I learned that the bad news "Une Séparation" tickets were all sold out. I checked the time and chose "Midnight Paris", which I had never had a chance to see. When I am drowsy, I know that I will always have good movies to watch, I love my UGC, and I love Paris.
There were so many people in the cinema on Tuesday night, which surprised me. The team on the right is to watch "X-men", and the team on the left is to watch "Midnight Paris". French people probably have to admit that American movies have deeply fascinated them. They still don't like to speak English, they still speak their French elegantly, but they can't help but like watching American movies.
While watching "Midnight in Paris", I found the couple on the sofa next to them. The blonde girl had fair skin, a slender figure, probably green eyes, a princess-like face, and an unconventional dress. The boy looks young, wearing a crimson pullover, the kind of clothes that don't mature even after wearing them. He has a shy face and is not handsome, so he should be classified as a cute type. They were sitting on two sofa chairs, talking about something. I see their hands, there is no meaning of holding hands or holding hands, but I can feel something in the air-either boys like girls or girls are anxiously waiting for the boys to do something. This seems to be an invitation to watch a movie together after the boys mustered up the courage to succeed.
My headache began to worsen, and when the team started to move, I hurried forward and quickly found a suitable place to sit down. I simply closed my eyes and rested my mind, and today’s commercial before the movie is in charge. Of course I couldn't rest and stay calm, so I opened my eyes and looked at the audience around me. They are probably also forced to watch these advertisements. Commercial movies are probably located here. I remembered that I was still taking Godard's class in the afternoon, and I thought that the separation of art films and commercial films has always been there, but the filmmakers I have come into contact with so far seem to make art films. Are commercial films a completely different system, and are there few people like me who are fascinated by the two films?
The movie begins. Sure enough, as many people have said, this label-style opening makes people worry about whether Woody Allen is going to disappoint us. But to be honest, for me, under his lens, the cliché beauty of Paris has become a bit otherworldly. As Gil said, the city of Paris is really magical and magical. At this moment in the film, my understanding of this sentence is still a superficial understanding.
Woody Allen is not.
When the film entered the turning point of the first and second acts, I deeply applauded him. Woody Allen really grasped the magic of Paris-art. It is art that has made this city famous throughout the world. And through time and space, he showed the charm of the city that is the only city in Paris-the ancient city architecture and the way of life that has been passed down far away. Only the city's environment and people's lifestyle in Paris can make time and space transfers so without a trace. There is no flashing stunt, just a classic car that is commonly seen in Paris. The people in the car are also unaware of the clothes. Woody Allen is actually taking advantage of the "nostalgia" in people's concept. "-When architecture, clothing, and culture are all in a state of "nostalgia", when you really return to the "old" era, you don't realize it. And Paris is a nostalgic city alive. And nostalgia is probably the source of all romance. Therefore, the environment and characters in the film, in addition to real-time interaction, also have vertical and time interactions, and this interaction resides in a story-which is unmatched by any film about Paris that I have seen so far. of.
I admire Woody Allen's understanding of art, and I can feel that the reason why he knows so well that he can put it in a humorous story is because he truly loves European and American art. Only he can play with these famous figures in European and American art history so freely and humorously with film language. As an American, he of course paid special attention to the special period in history when American artists went to Paris to find inspiration, and at the same time highlighted the mutual kind teasing between Americans and French-the film is all those wonderful Clichés! People know how to say cliché, but only he can make you fall in love with his cliché.
I think if I hadn't lived in Paris for the past 8 months, I would be particularly fascinated by this wonderful Paris, and in his lens, Paris is so perfect. And I now know that Chatelet is not always so quiet at night, the steps of the Sacred Heart Cathedral cannot be so clean, and the night view of the Champs Elysées cannot be so cleverly formed into a perfect composition. Not every French The girls are as polite and cute as the girls at the flea market in the film, they speak so good English, and they live next to the Seine River, let you run into pont neuf in the rain and ask you to take her home? The reality is probably in the chatelet at midnight. You have to avoid those drunk young people and those who may make you money at any time. There will always be a smell of urine when you pass the stairs, and the exhaust gas on the street is sometimes not ordinary choking, and you can Ordinary people who come into contact probably have to take the RER to the suburbs before returning home. ——However, through Woody Allen’s movies, you still believe that Paris is beautiful in your heart. The reality may be unsatisfactory, but it has indeed contributed to many impoverished artists such as Brueher to create the most beautiful works of art. It can be seen that Paris has such an ability, and at a certain moment, it makes you feel suffocated by beauty.
The movie ends with Gil and the French girl Gabriel walking in the rain. When the lights were on, the audience could not help applauding, and I clearly heard someone from behind said that "J'aime bien ça." was really a good movie. I feel frustrated at the thought of waiting to get into the subway to go back to Saint Denis. I am now in Chatelet, the center of Paris! I decided to walk on the ground before taking the subway.
The men and women probably think so too. I attribute my decision to follow them to the movie "Midnight Paris" and to this wonderful city. I think they must be a couple who will become lovers. On this night in Paris, after watching the movie, it was probably the boys who said, let’s walk on the street. I decided to follow them until they kissed.
They walked side by side, not holding hands, I was guessing what they were talking about. The hands of the two people probably touched together several times, but there was no more movement. Maybe boys are looking for topics that sound more serious and neutral. I was about 50 meters away from them, and I went deep into the street of Chatelet with them. About 15 minutes later, they turned into a less crowded street. The girl took the boy’s arm and put it on the boy’s waist. Seeing the momentum, the boy put his hand on the girl's shoulder. My heart beats.
They walked this way for some time. In fact, I can see that the position of the two of them is uncomfortable. But I know they probably still blushed with excitement at what they did just now—because I felt that way before. They were probably pretending to say something nonchalantly. When crossing the road, they let go of their hands. I know they are already looking for the next opportunity to hold hands. Unexpectedly, the second time it was still the girl who took the initiative to put her hand on the boy's waist. Probably girls also think boys are too reserved. Girls look a little taller than boys.
I followed them all the time from the Strasbourg Saint Denis subway station along the Chatelet aisle. What was passed was the famous Street of Prostitutes. I was alone, and of course I was harassed by the looks of many prostitutes. Look, the Paris in "Midnight Paris" is not all Paris. They stopped in front of the subway station. I followed too close, so I hurried to find a place to hide. I hid behind the closed newsstand and saw them kissing through the glass reflection of the roadside bank, without any foreplay, and went straight to the subject. It's funny to think of it. It seems that the way the world determines love is similar-watching a movie, walking on the street together, and kissing before parting. It is probably Paris that makes this more romantic and worth trying. I was probably hoping that my routine would be better.
The girl got off the subway. I saw the back of the boy leaving, as if I could imagine the excitement of the face. I followed the girl into the car, she was in the same direction as me. When I got off Miromesnil, I saw her reading a book-I blessed and envied the boy.
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