2 Days in Paris, is a movie that came highly recommended by many different friends. The movie is set in Paris and Adam Goldberg stars as Jack, the American boyfriend to Julie Delpy, who plays Marion, a French photographer, who was transplanted in NYC. After spending time in Venice, the couple head to Paris for two days on their way back to New York City.
Throughout the movie, there were various awkward moments and so much sarcasm it would make any cynic puke. While the infighting was charming at times, I couldn’t comb through it enough to find the love story. Jack is obsessed with the idea that Marion is a whore and Marion is obviously emotionally unstable and acts out at various random moments in the film. Her family, mom, dad, and younger sister are also a bit awkward. The four argue a bit too much and her father is a quirky artist who is a bit too obsessed with sex.
I usually can look at a movie objectively enough to see why someone would love and hate it, but this movie really just doesn’t do it for me. Perhaps its because the cynical love story taints Paris’ romantic backdrop. In fact, somehow the movie actually makes Paris less desirable. It makes it a drab city. One more akin to its gloomy neighbor, London as oppose to its romantic twin, Barcelona.
The most interesting part to me was their fight at the end, during which Marion’s monologue over their visual fighting, she proclaims, “And here it is, one more one less. Another wasted love story.” In this moment, I related to the movie and while I didn’t enjoy it, that line made the 96 minutes less of a waste of time.
