movie review - Midnight in Paris
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
We got about fifteen minutes into this when I realized that I hated everybody in it. I looked up the director and realized that it was Woody Allen. This told me that it would remain indulgent and awful. We watched something else.
It's not often that I'm put off to a point that I won't bother with a movie.
Not recommended.