Director: Whit Stillman
Now that's more like it. Barcelona is in the spirit of Woody Allen's best romantic comedies, but has an interesting political undercurrent. Gone are the travails of the UHB from Metropolitan, but Nichols and Eigeman might as well be reprising their roles from that film. This film, however, is much more ambitious and less talky, and succeeds in a big way. It's Wes Anderson without all the aesthetic obsessions and forced quirk - even as Nichols' and Eigeman's characters seem like caricatures, they manage to press some humanity into them.
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