For Gene Kelly’s 100th birthday I wanted to do another couples series but Tumblr was lost to me just then. He’s what’s needed to refresh the page now, though.
An American in Paris, wishful thinking forearm edition
An American in Paris, my favorite Gene Kelly movie, is on TV right now. I’m not actually watching it because I watched it last week. I’ll watch it again in a couple more weeks. But since everyone’s talking about it tonight, I wanted to at least look at some of it.
I’d like to learn French. Gene was fluent and, given his knack for teaching, he would’ve been a good one for the job. I’d be so hot for teacher.
I wouldn’t learn a dang thing, I’ll be honest. I’d be spending all my time staring at him. ”Hot for teacher” is a good way to describe it…
I’d probably need a cold shower after class.
I did very well in 3 years of high school & college French. Can still read a lot and understand some aloud. I know just what I might say to him en française. So there. ;-p
Jerry: Adam, I’m hooked - that girl’s it.
Adam: Is she worthy of a struggling young artist?
Jerry: She’s worthy of anyone - she’s wonderful. What gets me is I don’t know anything about her. We manage to be together for a few moments and then off she goes. Sometimes we have a wonderful time together and other times it’s no fun at all. But I gotta be with her.
Adam: Yep, you’re hooked.
I’ve only seen this movie once.
I’ve seen it in full once and half once. So, one-and-a-half times. Gonna watch it again after we mow, I think.
An American in Paris has a permanent spot in my CD/DVD changer. I just watch it, kind of whenever; once a month, at least. I love the sets, the costuming, the pacing (except maybe in the final moments,) the music—especially the music, the ballet, and I love Gene Kelly.
I’ll play along today. I love everything Gene Kelly wore in An American in Paris except the jester costume. No one should wear one of those. My favorite is probably his outfit on his date with Lise, when he sang “Love is Here to Stay.” Hard to find a good quality large color photo of that, though. I also like his outfit in the scene in which he delivers his painting to Milo Roberts’ apartment.
He looked best in crisp classic colors with good fabrics and simple design.