The life of a voice-over man must truly be a mixed one. For the Fourth of July and Memorial Day, you get to intone with the greatest pride. I imagine you get offbeat material every once in a while as well. But for most of the rest of the year you get the painfully obvious crap writing.
But not only is there a decent song in this trailer, throwback-sounding I Call It Love from France’s Emilie Simon, conservatory-trained but cool enough to cover The Stooges’ I Wanna Be Your Dog, the always-terrific Roger Ebert reviews Delicacy quite correctly in yesterday’s Sun-Times:
I know as a critic I’m required to have a well-armored heart. I must be a cynical wise guy to show my great sophistication. No pushover, me. Here’s Nick Schager, a critic I admire, writing about poor Audrey Tautou as “the most insufferable pixie presence in cinema today” and lambasting the movie for “playing off the ‘Amelie’ star’s big cute eyes, long cute legs and bright cute smiles to thoroughly grating effect.” Nobody can put one over on Nick. But call me a pushover: I’m prepared to suffer a pixie if she comes with big cute eyes, long cute legs and bright cute smiles. And a teeny pouty overbite. When did those get to be flaws?