This movie has got only two things to offer:an aging Mickey Rourke and a good soundtrack.There is supposed to be two main characters but Angie Everhart does anything but acting.Combining with the imperfection of the storyline,the failure to give her part a believable depth make the story look so pretentious.However Love in Paris slightly survives thanks to the acting of Mickey Rourke.He gives a rememberable performance as John Gray who,after years,still lives in the past and is unable to forget Elisabeth - played by Kim Basinger in the first part.After his affair with Elisabeth,he is now a man bored of life and in the brink of a suicide who has nothing to hold on till he finds out a way to alter his biggest mistake.So he flies to Paris hoping for a new life.Except the strong performance from Rourke playing John Gray a man who had turned out to be a vulnerable romantic obsessed with the woman he let go from being the fantasy seeking player he had used to be,this movie has nothing else.No acting,no intelligence,no style - although there is a modest effort to form one - and most importantly no intention to tell anything.Just another example of wasting such a good actor.But at least it can make you think about the chances you missed,the misjudgments you did in your life.It sure made me do.
Review of Another 9½ Weeks
