Paris When It Fizzles
Isn’t it pretty to think what might have been?
Jun 6, 2011, Vol. 16, No. 36 • By JOHN PODHORETZ
The other triumphant turn is by Adrien Brody, the Oscar-winning star of The Pianist. He has a single three-minute scene as a pop-eyed, cheerful, lavishly accented Salvador Dalí, going on about how Wilson reminds him of a rhinoceros.
For a moment, just a moment, Midnight in Paris threatens to punch Owen Wilson in the mouth. And then the moment is gone.
We’ll always have that poster.
John Podhoretz, editor of Commentary, is THE WEEKLY STANDARD’s movie critic.