A lot of music. A lot of ballet and step dance. Vibrant colors. What did you expect? It's a classic Kelly. A lot of French (and German). Wonderful 50s Paris. An untouched oasis in destroyed Europe. Unfortunately most scenes were shot in a studio and all things French are also a big fat stereotype. However, I like such old movies. Innocuous entertainment from a bygone era. Charming, sometimes silly, and memorable but not exactly driven by an intellectual or complex plot. The love triangle (or whatever how you'd call it) is a mere excuse for the singing and dancing. It's certainly not better than *Singing in the Rain*. The ending sequence was perhaps epic back then but seems rather silly today. I also think that the Leslie Caron never really had the sex appeal (at least in this movie) that's necessary to explain Mulligan's fascination with her. I mean don't get me wrong, she's a beautiful young girl but I fail to understand why she's supposed to be some sort of Aphrodite.

Funniest scene: he thinks the Milf thinks he's a male prostitute :wink: