by Reihan

I finally saw it a couple of nights ago, and it was excellent. To be sure, I also very much enjoyed Before Sunrise and Before Sunset, so that should give you some indication of my preferences. There are few things I enjoy more than really absorbing character studies, even when the characters in question are stupid and self-absorbed. That's certainly true of 2 Days In Paris. Adam Goldberg's character in particular is kind of an insufferable punk. Delpy, the writer and director, made her character something of a badass, great fun to watch, particularly when she lays into a bigot driver and a vile ex-boyfriend, and also when she sweetly negotiates around her slightly dotty soixante-huitard parents. The following scene might make you cringe. If it does, you should skip the movie. But if it resonates, even a little, I'd urge you to check it out. It's the final scene, so consider this a spoiler alert.

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