Midnight in Paris is a film that
that the Parisian tourist board will be very
pleased with. Woody Allen’s latest feature gives
us a rose-tinted view of France’s capital,
screening shots of The Eiffel Tower, Le Arc de
Triumphe and the usual spectacle of Paris that
tourists will be overly familiar with. Upon
first glance, the characters seem to spend their
time prancing around art galleries, sipping fine
wine and dining out in fancy restaurants. The
film opens with this heavily sugar-coated vision
of Paris and just when it seemed as if it could
not get any worse, as if on cue, Carla Bruni
appears as our guide to the city.
This, sadly, is the perception given to you by
the trailer. It gives the impression that the
film is simply about Owen Wilson strolling
around Paris eating baguettes and smelly cheese,
thereby ignoring the aspect of the film that
makes it exciting. As much as I feel at risk of
giving away too much away, this aspect of the
film happens pretty early on in the film and is
its crucial selling point. So the spoiler alerts
can stay silent for now!
Owen Wilson’s character, Gil, has the rather
extraordinary experience of time travel. At the
stroke of midnight, Gil is invited into a
carriage which magically takes him back in time.
This Parisian DeLorean takes him back to the
time of 1920’s Paris, the place he always
dreamed of living. His wild fantasy becomes
reality as he finds himself frolicking around
with artists like F.Scott Fitzgerald, Ernest
Hemingway and Pablo Picasso. He even gets the
famous Gertrude Stein to review the first
chapter of the novel he is currently writing.
Whether it is Ernest Hemingway looking for a
fight, or Salvador Dali’s fixation with a
rhinoceros, Gil’s life among the artistic elite
of the 1920’s is certainly very amusing. Allen’s
depiction of the artistic giants of the early
20th century is not simply an homage to his
heroes, but a look at their eccentricities in a
very frank and funny way.
Gil worked as a successful Hollywood script
writer but it is in novel writing that his heart
truly lies. In struggling to write his first
novel-a story of a man who owns a nostalgia
shop-Gil looks to the city of Paris for
inspiration. On this trip, Gil is accompanied by
his fiancée Inez (Rachel McAdams) and her
two very conservative parents. Gil’s future
in-laws do not share Gil’s romantic aspiration
of becoming a novelist and believe he should
stick to his successful career in Hollywood.
Hollywood is something that Allen overtly mocks
throughout the film. Gil’s process of churning
out Hollywood scripts leaves him with a sense of
emptiness, describing himself as a “Hollywood
hack who never gave real art a shot”. Moreover
Inez even speaks of a Hollywood film that she
had enjoyed, but had completely forgotten what
it was about the next morning. She recalls
that the main character was hilarious but cannot
remember his name, reminiscent of some of the
rather funny but forgettable films Owen Wilson
himself has starred in during his career.
In this role, we see Wilson getting away from
the Hollywood comedy vehicle we normally
associate him with and stepping into less
familiar terrain. He plays the famous neurotic
hero of the Woody Allen franchise, the role
Woody Allen himself is too old to play. Even
though Woody’s persona seems a million miles
away from Wilson’s Californian surfer image, we
still see shades of the familiar neurotic basket
case we know and love, particularly when Gil
describes supporters of the Iraq war as
“demented lunatics”.
This Californian Alfie Singer is not the only
character that is reminiscent of earlier Allen
movies. Paul (Michael Sheen) represents another
familiar figure that Allen fans will recognize;
he is a pseudo-intellectual whose pompous
lecturing about French art would not look out of
place in Allen classics like Annie Hall or
Manhattan. Even when he gets the details wrong
about a Picasso painting, he dismisses the
correct information given by Gil, a man who has
spent the previous night with the man in
question.
The film draws heavily on the notion of
nostalgia. Gil’s nostalgic vision is undermined
by the nostalgic vision of Picasso’s mistress,
who believes that the 1890s was Paris’s golden
age. Furthermore, 1890’s artists like Degas and
Gauguin believe that the renaissance was their
golden age. So the message seems to be that no
true golden age of art and that nostalgia is
something delusory.
Most audience members will also feel nostalgic,
nostalgic for the Woody Allen films of old. The
film shows shades of the wonderful quirkiness
and charm that makes a great Woody Allen movie,
Midnight in Paris is simply a good Woody Allen
movie. For some fans that’s enough.