Though my title is nauseatingly whimsical, the films represented rise to heights above. Both share European travels and foreign sensibilities. Any presupposition of too much whimsy is ultimately tempered by the hindrances of life and the complications in relationships.
The Illusionist (2010) is directed by Sylvain Chomet and is based on a screenplay by Jacques Tati. The animated film follows a traveling magician as he performs in France and the United Kingdom. While in Scotland, he has a chance meeting with a young woman who quickly befriends him. The subtly smart screenplay ultimately leaves doubt in life’s magic and reinforces its illusion. My pride in The Illusionist would certainly match that of the late Albert Camus, if he could only see it now.
Midnight In Paris (2011) is directed by Woody Allen. Owen Wilson stars as a man whose love of Paris throws him into the romantic world of his fantasies. Literary and period allusions flow like a steady stream, while the protagonist struggles with a lesser reality. Woody Allen summons up the same creativity he found for movies like Purple Rose of Cairo. Midnight In Paris is very satisfying.
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