Marion (Julie Delpy) and Mingus (Chris Rock) live cozily—perhaps too cozily—with their cat and two young children from previous relationships. However, when Marion’s jolly father (played by Delpy’s real-life dad), her oversexed sister, and her sister’s outrageous boyfriend unceremoniously descend upon them for a visit, it initiates two unforgettable days that will test Marion and Mingus’s relationship. With their unwitting racism and sexual frankness, the French triumvirate hilariously has no boundaries or filters… and no person is left unscathed in its wake.
Directed and cowritten by Delpy, 2 Days in New York is a deliciously witty romp. One of the pleasures of this follow-up film to 2 Days in Paris is the addition of Chris Rock, who—amid the Gallic mayhem—convincingly plays the straight man as Marion’s hipster American boyfriend. With great skill and energy, Delpy heightens cultural differences to comedic extremes but also manages to show that sometimes change is the best solution to a relationship that’s been pushed to its limit. –Sundance Film Festival
Known for both her blonde, ethereal beauty and her considerable talent, Julie Delpy is one of the most popular French actresses of her generation. Born to show business parents in Paris on December 21, 1969, Delpy was discovered at age 14 by director Jean-Luc Godard, who cast her in his 1985 Détective. The young actress had her first starring role two years later as the title character in Bertrand Tavernier’s La Passion Béatrice, and then gained worldwide prominence with her portrayal of a young pro-Nazi eager to produce babies for the Fuhrer in Agneiszka Holland’s Europa, Europa (1991).
Subsequent efforts to make Delpy a mainstream Hollywood actress in such films as The Three Musketeers (1993) were largely resisted by Delpy herself, who demonstrated a preference for appearing in the small, thought-provoking films best appreciated at cinema festivals. She made some of her more memorable appearances in Killing Zoe (1994), which cast… read more
Delpy's second metropolitan relationship comedy is riddled with a barrage of lazy culture clash jokes, drawing exactly the wrong lessons from the merely passable first film by playing up the cliched family dynamics. You know where this is going when some of the first words you hear are "ooh la la".
Very disappointing. The characters are lazily sketched cliches and the pretentious voice over made me long for the inane ramblings of human shoe-rack Carrie Bradshaw. Lots of people talking at the same time does not a clever script make. The very last scene had me reaching for a sick bag.
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