It might be rainy, it might be cold in New York City, BUT: we’ll always have Paris… The charming movie theater called Paris is across the Plaza Hotel on 58th Street and 5th Avenue always brings interesting indies and foreign movies that the Mega Cine-plax-max’s out there won’t. It is indeed a trip, at least mentally, to a far away place.
This week I went on that journey twice, for two premieres (thanks to a good friend who works for the Weinstein company). I saw My Week with Marilyn and The Artist, both pristine motion pictures.
This week I went on that journey twice, for two premieres (thanks to a good friend who works for the Weinstein company). I saw My Week with Marilyn and The Artist, both pristine motion pictures.
So you know, you can escape to Paris when New York City becomes too much.