REEL REFLECTIONS
"Midnight in Paris" A Film Review Dave Greiser
"Midnight
in Paris" is Woody Allen’s forty-first film, and it is the first that I
have attempted to review in print. I have followed Allen’s long film
career almost since it began in the late 1960s with a series of
formless, madcap comedies. It matured with the production of several
romantic comedies-the best of which is probably the 1977 Best Picture
Oscar winner "Annie Hall." Over the years
Allen has ventured into a Bergmanesque period (beginning with "Stardust
Memories") and attempted films that mixed philosophical exposition and
drama ("Love and Death," "Crimes and Misdemeanors"). He has produced
light homages to Shakespeare ("A Midsummer Night’s Sex Comedy"), and
even forayed into romantic fantasy ("The Purple Rose of Cairo"). Along
the way, Allen has explored perennial themes that have mirrored his own
personal struggles. He loves to tweak pretentious intellectuals—even
though most would say he himself is an intellectual. He muses endlessly
on the value of life in a godless universe. He wonders whether he would
be happier living in another place or another time. Most
of all, Allen agonizes over the inability of humans to remain content
in long-term love relationships. Nearly every one of his films sets
love, death, and doubt against the backdrop of a large, gorgeously
filmed cosmopolis. No one makes cities look better than Woody Allen. "Midnight
in Paris" contains all of Allen’s perennial themes, save his
preoccupation with God. Set in contemporary Paris, "Midnight" is the
story of Gil and Inez (played by Owen Wilson and Rachel McAdams). They
are an engaged couple who have tagged along with Inez’ wealthy parents,
who have come to Paris on business. Gil
is a schlocky but commercially successful Hollywood screen writer. Like
many writers, Gil harbors the dream of becoming a serious novelist. He
is certain that Paris, with its bohemian memories of the jazz age when
a poet or artist stood on every corner, would be the perfect place to
live and to fire his imagination to become the next Hemingway. Inez
wants nothing more than to settle down in Hollywood to a life of
shopping and material comfort. Over lunch in a
bistro, the two run into Inez’ old flame Paul (Michael Sheen) and his
new wife. Paul is an insufferable pedant with a superficial knowledge
of nearly every aspect of high culture—art, literature, French
architecture, wine. While Gil is
unimpressed, Inez is taken afresh by her old love interest’s
brilliance. Soon, Inez is spending the evenings clubbing with Paul and
his wife while Gil walks and admires the Parisian streets alone. One
night Gil becomes lost in the streets and sits on some church steps to
get his bearings. The church bell chimes midnight, and a 1920s Peugeot
filled with revelers pulls to the curb and invites Gil to get in. Unfortunately,
to reveal what happens next would be classified as a spoiler. In the
interest of preserving the surprise (it’s worth it!) for those who
still want to see the film, I will simply say that Gil finds plenty of
material to feed his literary imagination. In the process he and Inez
will be made to confront the perennial Allen quandaries: Would somebody
else’s life be more interesting to live than mine? Is it really
possible to find permanent contentment in a love relationship? Besides
the wonderful plot twist at this film’s center, the other key to this
film’s success is Owen Wilson’s portrayal of Gil. Allen’s films nearly
all contain a character with the Woody Allen persona (whether Allen
himself or another actor), and in this film the Allen character is Gil.
Wilson plays Gil with a kind of wide-eyed innocence that is missing
from Allen’s well-known version of the world-weary and slightly cynical
schlemiel. Despite the posture of innocence, Wilson is able to
believably deliver the wry observations and snotty one-liners that have
become a Woody Allen trademark. But this is
more than a film of one-liners—it is a film that explores the
self-discovery of its characters and, very possibly, the life learnings
of Woody Allen himself. During one of his late night soirees, Gil is
given a revelation: no one else’s life is better than his own. No other
period of history is any more "golden" than this one. No relationship
that is worth pursuing is ever without its times of boredom, conflict
and struggle. Life itself is flawed; tragically, beautifully so. Even
in its absurdity, it is worth the investment. Throughout
his long career in film-making, Woody Allen has explored his love
affairs on the big screen: love affairs with cities (New York, London,
Paris), women (Louise Lasser, Diane Keaton, Mia Farrow) and even the
genius of other film makers (the Marx Brothers and Ingmar Bergman).
Perhaps because he has given us so much, we tend to take his work for
granted. But watch "Midnight in Paris," and see if you can’t see why
many (myself included) regard him as an American treasure. —Dave
Greiser watches movies on the cheap at the Charles Theater in
Baltimore, Maryland, where his St. Mary’s University faculty I.D. gets
him a half-price discount. He teaches homiletics and church ministry at
St. Mary’s and serves as pastor of the North Baltimore Mennonite Church.
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