It's an imperial fact that my wife has much better taste than I do. So when she says we should go to a movie we do. And I'm inevitably much happier after the movie than before.
Case in point: Paris, je t'aime.
I hate ruining movies so I won't but I wasn't keen on anything about the movie (1. lots of short stories 2. random artists of varying fame and caliber 3. a geographic theme that had -zero- going for it from a storytelling perspective) and yet it managed to over come out and deliver.
[You haven't admitted that you liked the short with Natalie Portman the best... ed. But I didn't want to. She's almost a storytelling prop. So now you're objectifying her? ed. She's a person-prop! I was there for the cinematography!]
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