The French Strike Again

I watched a movie today that so resembled the little French girl's story (see Jan. 7 post), I can't help but think the whole country is high on wine and cigarette smoke. I will provide a comparison between the Mister Lonely movie and the French girl. Mister Lonely was funny to look at (like the little Amelie French kid), made no sense (like Winnie the Pooh losing monkeys), went no where (somehow and lion tries to kill himself and ends up in heaven with a hippo), introduced other characters whose stories went nowhere (how did a witch end up in this story?), and ends depressingly (same). But again, it was all very cute to look at. So you can see what I'm talking about, I've helpfully pirated pictures from the movie and provided a "plot" synopsis.

Marilyn and Michael meet in idyllic Paris. They are attracted to each other. She persuades him to come live in an impersonator utopia. Marilyn is breathlessly ecstatic.

Marilyn is married to Charlie Chaplin. They often walk around in yellow boots. Charlie sometimes resembles Adolf Hitler. Marilyn is melancholy.

Marilyn and Charlie have a daughter: Shirley Temple. Marilyn is pretending everything is okay.

At the impersonator farm, Abe Lincoln rides around on a tractor. Wearing yellow boots.

Buckwheat washes the Pope because "the Pope smells." Where did the water come from? Buckwheat has a romantic attachment to a chicken. He's going to be the stepfather to her eggs.

They have a dinner party to toast the sheep on the farm. All the sheep are sick and have to be shot by the Three Stooges. Marilyn is sad.

Marilyn was once a nun (and Werner Herzog was the priest). She falls out of an airplane and lives. She convinces all the other nuns to jump out of the plane and do tricks to show God's miracle. They all die and end up floating in the ocean. She becomes Marilyn. Marilyn kills herself at the impersonator utopia.

Michael rides away into the sunset on a tiny motorbike. Curious George follows. Now it's over.