Everyone constantly asks the question: “What’s your favorite movie?” I always find it a bizarre kind of question to ask, because one tends to have different favorite movies at different points in one’s life and your old favorites somehow manage to stay with you. For instance, when I was 5 my favorite movie was Dumbo and I may not feel like watching it anymore, but I still has a place in my heart for the awkward elephant.

I also tend to have favorite parts of various movies as opposed to a favorite film. I may not love a movie as a whole, but there will be a particular scene that speaks to me. For example, having just seen Pulp Fiction for the first time (which reminded me eerily a lot of the “Departed”- both phenomenal films), the scene of John Travolta dancing with Uma Thurman in a 50s cafe is priceless. I could also watch the scene of Harpo playing the harp, with “Comci Comca” in the background, from “Night at the Opera” a hundred times over and never get tired of it. There is Julia Delphy dancing for Ethan Hawke in “Before Sunset,” Jimmy Stewart carrying a drunken Katharine Hepburn in “Philadelphia Story” and Woody Allen’s split-screen meeting of his girlfriend’s family in “Annie Hall.” All these scenes have some unique “something” about them that make them unforgettable.

For this reason, “Paris, je t’aime,” might be my new “favorite” film. It contains not one, but many of these magical scenes. Consisting of twenty 5 minute films produced by twenty filmmakers who brought their own styles to the movie, it has wonderful pieces to it wherein the lives of characters become transparent to viewers. I felt that I could see into a person’s life through a five minute window.

Only lightly woven together, each scene stands on its own and connects with the others merely by location or by an odd person or two living near or being acquainted with one another. However, the meticulous way the film goes about studying all different kinds of love through the sacrifices people make, or the pain they cause one another, unites the movie.
Its a film where you may not like it in its entirety or may not like all of its parts, but I think one would be hard-pressed to find someone who could not appreciate one out of the twenty moving scenes in this film. By bringing in so many different characters, the French “Paris, je t’aime” speaks in many different languages. It’s a film with multiple “it” moments- most people would be able to find that “favorite” scene that speaks to them. As for me, I loved all of it!*
*(Okay, except for one scene with a vampire, but I don’t want to ruin it for you.)