It's been a long time since I saw a film "as delicious" as this... I visited Paris in the mid-70s and realized that the "city of light" is unique in the world... director Luciano Emmer masterfully directs this spectacle of seventh art in a special way... starting with Aldo Fabrizi, in the role of Andrea de Angelis, his physiognomy is worthy of laughter... and Ave Ninche, representing his wife? More laughs... Giuseppe Porelli, Marcello Mastroanni, Lucia Bosè, have an unparalleled performance in terms of comedy... Some scenes are anthological: cabaret, where they meet by chance, father, wife, daughter and boyfriend(?).

And how fun it is to see Andrea de Angelis reach for her wallet in her coat pocket and pull out those huge bills ("billets de banc") to pay bills as opposed to current credit cards. By the way, at that time payment methods were much safer, as it was a lot of work to falsify them...As for the cinematography: splendid, camera located in strategic points, such as the night scene in which Andrea climbs a staircase, while Raffaele (Giuseppe Porelli) descends it, dressed in a huge bottle of mineral water and enters a hotel whose doorman is extremely grumpy... The editing of the film is fascinating: quick cuts, without losing an instant of the comedy line proposed by the director, this editing was done by two "masters": Jacques Poitrenaud and Gabriele Varialle On a scale of 1 to 10, my vote is 10 (masterpiece)

Being of Italian heritage and having visited both Italy and France many times, I found "Paris est Toujours Paris" ("Parigi e sempre Parigi") heartbreakingly true in themes and fictional format: without giving away the ending, we know very soon what each character wants and the first half of this movie sets up the inevitable second half. I found the first seemingly chaotic half hard to watch and I almost gave up but something about it kept me viewing. We see two old acquaintances, an Italian restaurant owner and a French baron, reconnect at the train station as a group of Italian tourists arrive for a short but busy stay in Paris, including a sold-out soccer match. Unlike most tour groups, these folks soon scatter to pursue their various diverse interests: see the sights, visit the Louvre, go on a shopping spree, drink champagne in the cabarets, chase women, indulge in girlie shows and a brothel - but, at the heart of this film, if we listen carefully to a very young Yves Montand, we learn a cautionary truth: due to the French Revolution, people are free to do as they please. This film personifies a philosophical truth: we are lost because we are free. One closing, night time image will forever remain in my mind - what transpires wordlessly in the rain on a steep staircase in Montmartre. "Paris is Always Paris" is a film not to be missed.