I don't know what to do with myself. The most interesting movie release this week isn't coming to Chapel Hill, or the Triangle at all. I'm hesitant about Troy Duffy's second installation of the "Boondock Saints" franchise, but I have to (and want to) see it none the less. The least it could do, with its budget expanded from the first film, is enjoy a wide release. But I guess we'll just have to wait on that one. So it appears that there are actually no new wide releases this Friday. All we have is another French film opening at the Chelsea.
This movie tells the story, as one would imagine, of the fashion mogul Coco Chanel, and it looks utterly unremarkable. I don't know if much can be said about it, other than that fashionistas might have a cursory interest in the subject matter. So I'll take this time instead to comment on the over-representation of French film in American independent movie theaters. At least as far as the Chelsea is concerned, almost every foreign film that opens is French. What's so ridiculous about this is that there are hundreds of talented directors working in virtually every other European country (and the world over, of course). Some German or Italian or Russian films would be nice from time to time. If we have to spare the odd "Coco Before Chanel," it won't kill anybody. French movies can be wonderful, no doubt, but from the Chelsea's foreign film selection you might think it's the only thing out there. God knows it isn't.
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