Dans Paris has a few more virtues though than just this short moment. It's a thoroughly new wave-esque film about two brothers, one a sex-craved student and the other a manic-depressive recovering from the breakdown of his marriage. It's too schizophrenic for it's own good, weaving in and out around storylines without a care in the world, which takes some getting used to. The criss-crossed editing doesn't help matters, either. For a while I wasn't sure where we were. However, Romain Duris, quickly becoming a fave of mine (he's probably most well known for The Beat My Heart Skipped) is very excellent as the depressed brother. And, well, he's Romain Duris so the movie has that going for it already. Just check out these caps from this charming scene where Duris sings along to a Kim Wilde record ("Cambodia" if you were wondering). Isn't he scrumptious?
He's got a job to do. Fly to Australia and ravage me, that's what!
Dans Paris, B-