midnight in paris

after a long time, I find a new movie that I feel like writing about.

Midnight in Paris was not a brilliant movie, but it was a magical movie. Half of it perhaps was paris. A lot of cities in the world have parks, cafes, museums and a river but none of them are Paris. The movie was beautiful with all those great sights. But then the rest of the charm came from "wanting to be at another time, a time long past, a past that was not ours, but that we only heard about and therefore all the more great as it was built by the songs, books, movies and eventually, our imagination".

It touched something deep inside me, and did remind me that I am still a bit my own self. That was the arty part. I wanted to run home and watch Bunuel and Godard. I wanted to be in a museum, see a real painting again. I wanted to immediately surround myself with beautiful things.

But also of course there is no denying. It was the movie for nostalgics like me. To travel to a different time and hang out with people you admire? To hear the real sounds, to smell the real smells, to live the real life. In an older time, when life was much more real.

On a totally irrelevant story, I heard the word "fete", whatever it means in french, and remembered a band that I thought was fantastic. So international and fun and great great music.
There they are.. Brazilian Girls:

Sire Nes De La Fete