End opening credits. Film opens with some older Frenchman describing his great life as a bachelor and telling the audience about various types of women. Then as if he were going through a mental breakdown he starts singing about how we should be thankful for little girls.
Yes my friends this is how the writers behind Gigi would like you to think about how turn of the 20th century Parisians thought. Well they may not have been that far off.
Gigi is a young woman who is struggling to cope with the superficial lifestyle in her upper class environment. While her family members are trying to groom her into proper etiquette Gigi is reluctant to embrace the education. Enter longtime family friend Gaston, a pampered playboy of sorts who finds everything in life dull and meaningless. Always in the public eye due to his extreme wealth, Gaston comes to the realization that Gigi may be something more than a good friend.
There really isn't much more to this story as it is simple as it is shallow. The music is equally forgettable; however there is a charm to this film I can't explain. Maybe it's the slight pokes at tabloid culture, the beautiful sets, or the funny supporting cast, but there was a part of this that didn't make me completely bored.
While I do enjoy some musicals I can't believe this is such a highly praised Oscar winner. Fiddler on the Roof this is not, but if you're looking for your fluff piece that requires no thought whatsoever then this film is for you.
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"Gigi is all style, and zilch in the way of substance." - Christopher Null