It’s like: Paris, Je’taime , Before Sunrise, Before Sunset
Stars you’d know: just look at the photo above…a lot.
Their tagline: every moment…love begins
My tagline: Love is found everywhere in New York, in many different forms.
Verdict: Didn’t love it, but didn’t hate it either. Loved “Paris, je’taime” because I liked being transported into a different world. Here, I just kinda felt like they were on any other street corner. I know they weren’t, and I know native New Yorkers will know exactly where they were standing, the exact bench they filmed on in Central Park, etc. etc. But as a native suburbanite, eh…not so much. I did like how the stories were woven together, how one bump into a guy on the street turned into another storyline, or how you are sitting on a park bench in Central Park and wondering what that guy over there is thinking…where he’s come from, where he’s going…I mean, who doesn’t wonder that sometimes? (Just me? Ok, moving on…) I was thoroughly entertained for the one hour and a half movie. But was I overly impressed, blown away, can’t stop thinking about it? No. The stories were entertaining: see Ethan Hawke’s exchange and Cloris Leachman’s hilarious closer….those scenes alone are worth seeing the movie for. It’s basically a filmatic love story to New York…no sentimentality, no “wish you were here” postcard-type souvenirs…just a simple film with many stories interwoven about love and the various forms it takes on in a place where a stranger could turn out to be your lover, your friend, or your next documentary.
Because, really, aren’t strangers just friends you haven’t met yet?
