10 years ago this year, the most charming movie ever played to audiences worldwide. I have yet to meet someone who loathe Amélie. It should be one of the few movies that was universally loved. It remains as the highest-grossing French film in the U.S. and in other countries.
Everything about it makes me smile. Audrey Tatou and her glowing wide eyes. Paris at its greenest. The accordion music. Crème brulee. Amélie’s comfortable loneliness. Her neurotic and dysfunctional childhood. Her pranks. The unrequited love. Her desire to be loved. Clutter in every frame. The breakneck pace that leaves me full, happy; wish it’d never end.
It’s been 10 years and I have yet to see a movie that conveys the feeling of falling in love as beautifully as Amélie.
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