I guess Woody Allen is the kind of director one tends to love or hate. I belong to the first category, even if I have to admit he made some poor films too. But Midnight in Paris is amongst the fine ones.

The film has a sci-fi fairy tale quality. The protagonist Gil (Owen Wilson) has a hang-up for the 1920’s, believing art & life was better in the old days. By unexplainable magic he gets to go back in time, to meet his heroes. He gets to party with Hemingway, The Fitzgerald’s, Dalí, Picasso – with all the artists that spend some time in Paris during the 20′. It’s all very funny and entertaining.

One of the characters he gets to meet is Gertrude Stein, who I would have loved to meet! (but I still haven’t got the key to my time machine!)

Owen Wilson is really becoming Woody Allen in this film, he’s annexed the masters way of talking an thinking – all unexpectedly well done! But I miss personality in the female actors. And Rachel McAdams is not abel to compensate for a missing Scarlett Johansson.

Lets hope Mr Allen gets a better grip on the women in his next film – but he should no doubt stick to Wilson.