Monday, July 14, 2008
An American in Paris
Gene Kelly was a fair singer. A weak actor. A sometimes irritating screen presence. But man, could he dance. And choreograph. While he excels in those areas, the real stars of An American in Paris are Vincente Minnelli and his coloful art direction, and George Gershwin, whom I've heard was a pretty decent composer. Yet when the film isn't doing something musical it's painfully stagnant. There's no musical in which I found myself thinking, "Get to the next number!" more often.