In 'New York, I Love You,' short stories seem to end just as they're beginning. For transcendence, look closely.
di Betsy Sharkey The Los Angeles Times
"New York, I Love You" is a cinematic salon where the topic is the serendipity of romantic possibilities to be found in Manhattan's coffee shops, restaurants, shops, bars and backrooms. Eleven directors (and even more writers) have turned up for the party, offering up 11 distinct tales of the city.
While they ramble on, we sit perched like pigeons with a bird's-eye view of the proceedings, sampling the crumbs thrown in our direction. A few of the movie morsels prove delicious, particularly those from directors Yvan Attal, Shekhar Kapur, Jiang Wen and Fatih Akin; a few of them seem half-baked; and most are never quite enough to completely satisfy, a case of story interruptus, wouldn't you know. [...]
di Betsy Sharkey, articolo completo (5007 caratteri spazi inclusi) su The Los Angeles Times 16 ottobre 2009
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