The reason to watch Whit Stillman’s new TV series “The Cosmopolitans” is not the clever dialogue or the tuneful score. And it’s not the show’s playfulness or its abundant charm.
The writer-director’s four earlier movies, so beloved by cinephiles, offered those.
What’s distinctive and especially appealing about the pilot episode of his prospective (less than) half hour TV show is its escapism. Set in present-day Paris among a group of chic American ex-pats looking for love, it offers sophisticated people a fun get-away. Through it, we enter a world of Gallic glamour.
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