Selfie Stop

Diane Lane’s character’s need to document everything with a digital camera is just as annoying on screen as it is in real life, and every click stops the flow of the movie.

A winsome 13-year-old Diane Lane made her film debut as a sheltered but bright américaine in Paris kissed for the first time by a street-smart French boy in ALittle Romance, a trifling film best remembered for one of Laurence Olivier’s last memorable screen appearances.

Now, almost four decades later, the still-lovely Lane spends most of her time avoiding the lips of a charming French man as they languidly eat their way from Provence to Burgundy in the likewise slight Paris Can Wait.

It’s evident why these Gallic men so ardently pursue her: There’s something about Diane. Even Olivier famously observed his teenage co-star’s je ne sais quoiback in 1979 by comparing her to Grace Kelly, a flattering assessment, but one that doesn’t hold up today in view of the warmth and accessibility Lane projects in her film roles in contrast to the patrician remoteness of Kelly’s handful of movie appearances. In this first narrative feature film written and directed by Eleanor Coppola (spouse of Francis Ford), Lane is as fetching as ever, which is a good thing because that’s about all the movie asks her to do.

As the taken-for-granted wife of an internationally famous film producer with a history of infidelity (Baldwin, in a performance that’s literally phoned-in), Lane effortlessly pulls viewers into the movie right away. But then there’s nowhere to go, as her character Anne spends the film either snapping photos of anything and everything with her digital camera (each click of the lens stops the movie cold, over and over), or dodging the silky charms of her husband’s business partner (Viard) on a road trip, which is triggered by the clunky plot device of an earache.

The movie can be summed up in a simple question: Will she or won’t she? Only Coppola knows for sure, given the cheesy wink-wink of the ending. There’s a hint of the autobiographical in it, but even that angle doesn’t make Paris Can Wait terribly appetizing. What it needs is a little salt.

PARIS CAN WAIT (11/2) Directed by Eleanor Coppola • Starring Diane Lane, Arnaud Viard, Alec Baldwin, Élodie Navarre • Rated PG • 92 min. • At Osio Theater

(0) comments

Welcome to the discussion.

Keep it Clean. Please avoid obscene, vulgar, lewd, racist or sexually-oriented language.
PLEASE TURN OFF YOUR CAPS LOCK.
Don't Threaten. Threats of harming another person will not be tolerated.
Be Truthful. Don't knowingly lie about anyone or anything.
Be Nice. No racism, sexism or any sort of -ism that is degrading to another person.
Be Proactive. Use the 'Report' link on each comment to let us know of abusive posts.
Share with Us. We'd love to hear eyewitness accounts, the history behind an article.