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New York ought to appear in quotes in the title of New York, I Love You, an omnibus film about the Big Apple from the producers of Paris, Je T'Aime, because so few of the interwoven segments that make up the film have a genuine New York sensibility. This isn't a film by and for New Yorkers, a series of love letters from hometowners and transplants; it's a shallow portrait sketched by casual admirers, outsiders looking in through cliché-tinted lenses. In the first segment, by director Jiang Wen, two characters enjoy a few cigarettes while sitting at a bar. Um, been to the city in the last eight years, Wen? Part of the problem is that so many of the directors who participated are foreigners and non-natives—the last time some producers wanted to make a collection of New York-based shorts, they hired Francis Ford Coppola, Martin Scorsese and Woody Allen—whose portrayals of the city seem filtered through a tourist's sensibility; they're filmmakers who think that if they just get off Broadway or ride over the Manhattan Bridge, that they've discovered the Real New York. Yet half the film is set in taxis; the other half split between Central Park and West Village bars and cafes. New York is... foreigners who get along! Or, tormented artists! Or, brooding lovers on the subway! Or, any number of other tired stereotypes (an infinite playlist, perhaps?) gleaned mostly from other mediocre movies.Keep reading at The L Magazine
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