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dhampyresa) wrote2021-05-12 11:56 pm
dhampyresa) wrote2021-05-12 11:56 pm
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Emily in not!Paris
I was watching this review of Emily in Paris and realised I knew Emily lives and where the white guy love interest's restaurant across the street is. Unless I'm mistaken, which is possible since it's been a while since I've been to place de l'Estrapade and its rather distinctive fountain, there is a restaurant there. An Ethiopian restaurant. (Which seems rather in poor taste given how white the show seems to be.)
Not sure where I'm going with this entry. Hmm. I remember when the show/trailers for it were coming out, friends and I talked about how a show about 'naïve American who thought Paris was Like The Movies and is severely disappointed to find it is Not That (a la a soft version of Paris syndrome) who then discovers that the real Paris is diverse and multicultural and has a vibrant indie English stand-up scene[1] and you've not lived until you've had homemade authentic Sechuan noodles in a hole in the wall place next door to a lesbian bar from which you will emerge at 2am to eat a kebab three doors down[2] and holy shit there are cormorants on the Île aux Cygnes whaaaaaat?! [3] and get lost in St Ouen and and just coming to appreciate the real Paris, not the whitewashed nonsense of US media' would be PRETTY DOPE ACTUALLY.
Maybe I just miss my city ;_;
[1] And I'm not saying that just because I'm friend of friends with some people in said scene.
[2] Fuck, I love Le Marais.
[3] True story.
Not sure where I'm going with this entry. Hmm. I remember when the show/trailers for it were coming out, friends and I talked about how a show about 'naïve American who thought Paris was Like The Movies and is severely disappointed to find it is Not That (a la a soft version of Paris syndrome) who then discovers that the real Paris is diverse and multicultural and has a vibrant indie English stand-up scene[1] and you've not lived until you've had homemade authentic Sechuan noodles in a hole in the wall place next door to a lesbian bar from which you will emerge at 2am to eat a kebab three doors down[2] and holy shit there are cormorants on the Île aux Cygnes whaaaaaat?! [3] and get lost in St Ouen and and just coming to appreciate the real Paris, not the whitewashed nonsense of US media' would be PRETTY DOPE ACTUALLY.
Maybe I just miss my city ;_;
[1] And I'm not saying that just because I'm friend of friends with some people in said scene.
[2] Fuck, I love Le Marais.
[3] True story.