Cert 12A
77 mins
BBFC advice: TBC
Right. I have been busily catching up on my everyfilm missing list and making inroads but I am now struggling to find the time to right up reviews.
This is rather unfair on the kind folk who have provided me with preview DVDs such as Paris- Manhattan. I owe them to get on with it.
I watched Sophie Lallouche's bright and light French comedy on Tuesday evening after a couple of hours on the golf course.
I was refreshed, in a good mood and rode happily on the wave of this French frippery.
The film follows Anna Ovitz (Alice Taglioni), a Jewish pharmacist, whose love life is something of a comic disaster.
She has a love-hate relationship with her sister (Marine Delterme) and her father is desperately trying to marry her off.
And she is obsessed with Woody Allen - to the point that she talks to his poster which dominates her bedroom.
Anyway, much like Allen's movie characters, she is a hopeless failure when it comes to liaisons with the opposite sex.
Sure enough, she does have encounters but the chaps all struggle to compare with the American comic whom she idolises.
Much like many of Allen's characters, she is socially awkward - thus, even when suitable men cross her path she cannot see the potential in front of her.
Such a beau is Victor (Patrick Bruel), an alarm-fitter, who is seen as an ideal partner by Alice's father (the excellent Michel Aumont) but, in her eyes, he is up against the more flamboyant Vincent (Yannick Soulier).
Paris-Manhattan tries its hardest to be Allen-esque and by and large it succeeds. I'd recommend Woody fans give it a go.
Laughs: a few chuckles rather than belly laughs
Jumps: none
Vomit: none
Nudity: none
Overall rating: 7/10