Confession: I often have a tendency to watch and re-watch and re-re-watch movies I like. So when I finally have time to commit my full attention to a movie I’ve never seen before, it’s a big deal.
Confession part 2: I’m not a movie reviewer. I won’t insult a cool movie with a crappy recap/summary. I have opinions…which are probably not even valid.
Since my friend is generous enough to let me mooch off of her Netflix account, I spend far too much time browsing for a new movie to watch and never choosing one. But this time I was determined and I landed on 2 Days in Paris. I like Adam Goldberg. That was pretty much the only reason behind the selection.
I laughed my ass off alone in my apartment like a freak. My full appreciation probably stemmed from my ability to relate to Adam Goldberg’s character: I’m fairly clueless about foreign cultures and have no idea how to handle myself gracefully in awkward situations.
A little part of the teenage girl left inside of me wanted to marry Adam Goldberg’s character. The majority of his character was established by quick one-liners mumbled under his breath. So quick, in fact, that I ended up re-watching the movie so I could catch them all.
Julie Delpy’s character was annoying. Her family was hilariously convincing.
There really is nothing I enjoy more than watching someone flounder in uncomfortable situations. This movie rules.