“An American in Paris” is another one of the DVD’s that Lorelai buys for Emily in “Dear Richard & Emily”. I had the common misconceptions while watching this film:
1. Wow Fred Astair looks so good there. He almost doesn’t look like himself. That’s because he is actually Gene Kelly.
2. Where are the werewolves? I had confused this movie with a classic horror flick. I kept waiting for a creature from the netherworlds to jump up & eat someone during one of the dance numbers.
3. I’m sarcastic, I’m tough, I’m cynical, I don’t need musicals. It was nice to escape into a simpler, happier world. I’m surprised how much I do not need plot lines.
All in all, it was an enjoyable movie. Even my cold, black heart enjoyed it. It could still use a werewolf or two.