SOMETIMES it takes the French to appreciate the best aspects of American culture. Whether it’s jazz, detective novels or the films of Howard Hawks, the Gauls have often seen something in our own art that we’ve overlooked.
The silent, black and white movie The Artist is the latest example. It’s an homage to American cinema of the ’20s and early ’30s. I wrote an extensive feature HERE for the Hollywood Reporter that looks at how an outlandish idea by director Michel Hazanavicius became a damned fine movie and a credible Oscar contender.