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Amelie from Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amelie Poulain. My father, upon seeing it for the first time, called me to tell me that it was like watching a whole movie about my life, and that he couldn't get over how much she looked and acted like me. This sentiment has since been echoed by many, many people. I counter that these people are bigots who think that all eccentric dark-haired French girls are the same, but no one takes me seriously, and I don't really mind the comparison, not really...
She's cuter than I am, though, and she has a much nicer apartment than I do.
Plus, it's entirely filmed in the parts of Paris where I hung out all the time, and on the street where I worked, so watching it is a really odd experience for me and makes me crazily homesick for Paris. *sigh* |
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