August 16, 2012 3 Comments
Seeing An American in Paris on the big screen at the Stanford Theatre was my first time seeing it all the way through on any screen. I’ve been a huge Gene Kelly fan since childhood — one of my now not-so-private secrets is that I took a couple years of tap dancing lessons as a kid. My fandom was founded primarily on Singin’ in the Rain, with a dash of On the Town sprinkled on top. But An American in Paris? Whenever it came on the teevee, it seemed a tad disjointed and superficial, without that sustained momentum of my favorite Kelly flicks, so I never stayed with it. I still feel that way, but the movie has plenty of delightful performers and performances.