March 11, 2008
Paris Je’Taime
I still can’t get enough of this movie. We watched this last night and at first, I was a little bit confused on what the movie was trying to say. I didn’t get to appreciate it at first because the earlier segments were of entirely different stories. It was a little weird to watch a movie like this, but as it progressed, I felt somehow fascinated on how it will turn out to be.
The movie is a collection of several different short stories about love in the world’s most romantic city, Paris. It’s a take on the different aspects of love as told by 20 directors in each 5 minute segment. You’ll have romantic love, unrequited love, paternal love, a love that goes beyond boundaries, blind love, and so on. Some stories were weird leaving you with a big question in your head… huh? While some, truly touched my heart because of the simple tone or wit behind it. But the best part and my favorite would be the last story… maybe because everyone can relate to what the single traveller was narrating through her journey in the City of Lights. These are some of the lines that got to me….
But I’m not a sad person. On the contrary, Im a happy person. I have many friends and two wonderful dogs. Sometimes I think that it would be nice to have someone, with whom to share this life. For example, as I was looking down on Paris from atop a skyscraper, I wanted to say to someone: “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”But there isn’t anyone.
And then something happened, something that is hard to describe…
Sitting there alone in a foreign country, far from my job and all the people I knew, a feeling came over me. As if I recalled something, something that I had never known and for which I had been waiting. But I didn’t know what it was. Maybe it was something I had forgotten. Or something I had missed my whole life. I can only tell you that at the same time I felt joy and sadness. But not a great sadness. Because I felt alive. Yes. Alive. That was the moment when I fell in love with Paris and the moment I felt that Paris had fallen in love with me.
Yes, these lines said it all. It’s about being alone and yet finding happiness even in solitude. It is loving oneself but not so much as to not want to have someone to share it with. This is what we journey into as we go through life as a single traveller. L’amore may not find its way into you in the form of a companion but you can still be happy knowing you are alive and you see the world around you. And that my friend, is what love is all about.
