There is a specific kind of cinematic magic that occurs when the clock strikes twelve. In the world of film, midnight often represents danger, transformation, or the witching hour. But for Woody Allen’s 2011 Academy Award-winning film, Midnight in Paris , that specific hour represents something far more potent: .
The Magic of a Single Hour
One night, after a particularly tense dinner, Gil gets lost in the narrow streets of the Left Bank. At exactly midnight, a vintage Peugeot packed with laughing, champagne-drinking passengers rounds the corner. They beckon him in. When they tell him to get out at a party, he is confused—the clothes look old, the music is live jazz, and the man who introduces himself is F. Scott Fitzgerald. Gil has literally stumbled into the 1920s. This is where Midnight in Paris transcends simple fantasy. Once Gil begins traveling back every night, he meets his idols: Ernest Hemingway (Corey Stoll) who teaches him about courage, Gertrude Stein (Kathy Bates) who critiques his novel, and Salvador Dali (Adrien Brody) who sees rhinoceroses in everything.
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