I think I smiled the entire movie.
Just when I was starting to think that ol' Woody was ready to be put out to pasture he goes and makes his best film since 2001's THE CURSE OF THE JADE SCORPION. I'm sorry I ever doubted you Woody. I really mean that.
I don't want to tell you too much since the most exciting part of the film is having the wonderfully delicious story unfold, so I'll just say that Gil Pender (Owen Wilson) is a successful but unhappy Hollywood screenwriter. He's on a vacation in Paris with his self-centered fiancee Inez (the always beautiful Rachel McAdams) and her constantly belittling parents. He believes that if they move to Paris the beauty and cultural history of the city will inspire him to write the great novel that he feels is inside him. Rachel doesn't want to here any of this and just thinks he's being stupid. As bad luck would have it they run into some friends of Inez's and this one dude, Paul, is a complete pseudo-intellectual asshole. He believes that he's an expert on fucking everything! He even gets in an argument with a tour guide at a museum! Gil senses that Inez sees Paul as vastly intellectually superior to Gil, like when Gil tries to interrupt Paul Inez shushes him and says "Gil, just pay attention. You might learn something.". LOL. Anyway, after yet another torturous evening of listening to Paul drone on and on about how brilliant he is, a very frustrated Gil goes for a walk. He's so deep in thought he ends up getting lost...and then at the stroke of midnight something magical happens.
I loved this movie and it was such a delight to see Woody back in his old form. I was so excited to get a new Woody Allen masterpiece that when it came to an end I just started it over again. As of right now MIDNIGHT IN PARIS is the best movie that I've seen from 2011. Highly recommended.