I wonder if it’s possible to make an entire feature-length movie out of nothing but clever moments. Woody Allen comes really close here. A discontented writer (Owen Wilson) finds himself transported to Paris in the 1920s, where he gets to pal around with literary and artistic greats. Overall there’s some kind of point about living in the real world rather than becoming obsessed with fantasy. But the real draw isn’t the sitcom plot as much as the small touches. My personal favorite was the protagonist feeding the plot for Exterminating Angel to Luis Buñuel, who’s having none of it. That took me back to my film school days! Mildly amusing
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