Paris Blues

1961

Action / Drama / Music / Romance

27
Rotten Tomatoes Critics - Certified Fresh 67%
Rotten Tomatoes Audience - Upright 66%
IMDb Rating 6.7 10 2095

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Paul Newman as Ram Bowen
Joanne Woodward as Lillian Corning
Sidney Poitier as Eddie Cook
Diahann Carroll as Connie Lampson
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1hr 38 min
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1hr 38 min
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Movie Reviews

Reviewed by mike dewey 8 / 10

"Bluer" than meets the eye (or ear)

This is not merely a movie about race, jazz, drug use, love affairs, Parisian scenery, etc. It's a movie about all the aforementioned and then some. Ritt & Co. go deeper than just superficially touching on so-called hip, trendy issues. Each character portrayed has his/her own set of "blues" to contend with and no individual set of "blues" is merely confined to one sole issue, but rather a complex mixture of many factors that comprise each of our character's makeup. It is in the intertwining of each character's individual persona with the other characters' own traits and idiosyncrasies that lets the story unfold and take cohesive shape. Successes and failures are inextricably linked, as in Ram's (Newman) fame as a jazz soloist counterpointed with his rejection as a serious composer/arranger. Eddie (Poitier) also has his own set of personal conflicts that are duly explored here.

Joanne Wodward, Diahann Carrol and Barbara Laage (in a more minor role, albeit soulful and penetrating) all hit their mark with humor, depth and candor. Serge Reggiani's role as the junkie guitar player adds his own set of "blues" to an already spicy mixture of music, love, rejection and pathos. "Satchmo" and company provide a most welcome musical interlude at just the right time to lighten up the plot just a bit!

A timelessly entertaining film.

Reviewed by moonspinner55 3 / 10

"Music is my life...the rest is just icing on the cake, you dig?"

Location-rich, jazz-inspired melodrama about a café band on the Left Bank of Paris led by two Americans: a white, moody trombone player and his only true friend, a black saxophonist who has deliberately blinded himself to the plight of minorities. Paul Newman and Sidney Poitier are well cast, but their scratchy friendship has a false-front (it never feels real or lived in); right at the beginning, the men get into a fight over their music, which confusingly flares up out of nowhere and dissipates in much the same fashion. The pair quickly take up with two female tourists (matched as if by skin color), but lovemaking and sight-seeing take a backseat to squabbles over their differences. Martin Ritt-directed soaper is not nearly as full of music as it is talk, which is a shame considering the dialogue is so banal it overwhelms the picture. The women's roles are particularly ineffective, with Joanne Woodward looking lost in an unplayable role and Diahann Carroll exasperating as a schoolteacher who seems to want to start a race war. Duke Ellington received an Oscar nomination for his score, fitting since the sounds (and also the sights, as photographed by the efficient Christian Matras) are really all the film has going for it. *1/2 from ****

Reviewed by HotToastyRag 4 / 10

Just didn't work for me

I'm sure there are people who will like watching Paris Blues. Paul Newman fans, or Sidney Poitier fans, or those who like Paris or jazz music, but even though I'm 2 for 4, I found too many problems with the movie to enjoy it.

First of all, even though Paul Newman made a career out of playing "the bad boy", he didn't really pull it off this time around. He and Sidney are nightlife jazz musicians. They are supposed to be seedy, bad quality, different-dame-a-night swingers. Then why did both of them look incredibly clean cut, with never a hair out of place? I just didn't buy it when they'd say, "Can you dig it?" It felt like they were in a movie parodying the 1960s and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Second, Joanne Woodward and Diahann Carroll play girlfriends on a two-week Paris vacation. They're not even off the train when Paul hits on Diahann, completely ignoring Joanne, who incidentally looks prettier than she usually does. Joanne is taken with him, so they go the low-life dive nightclub where he works and listen to him play. Once again, Paul hits on Diahann and is incredibly rude to Joanne. He pushes her away repeatedly and tells her to find someone else for what she wants. But Joanne wants to be an incredibly stupid woman. Seriously, what's her problem? She just arrived in Paris! There are nightclubs and seedy musicians everywhere—what's so special about Paul Newman? He's downright mean to her constantly. She knows where he stands. But he's the one for her? Both romances are quite stupid. Diahann and Sidney are awkward at best; it's as if they used one take to say their lines in the worst, most comical way possible, and that's the take the director kept. Joanne and Paul are mismatched; sometimes star-crossed lovers are a good plot point, but in Paris Blues it's just badly written. Throughout the entire movie, she's incredibly stupid, but she comes up with spur-the-moment zingers that don't fit her character.

"I told you from the beginning, I'm not on the market," Paul says. With a look that's supposed to be smoldering, but just comes across as confused, Joanne says, "I wasn't shopping," before leaving the room. I wasn't amused.

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