The Artist..

'Who's That Girl?'

This past week, I watched The Artist at The Paris Theatre in New York City. I was a bit skeptical about watching a black and white silent film, but after the first ten minutes, I completely forgot about it. I was more attuned to the character's emotions, body language and the film's score. That night, I fell in love with movies all over again, and left the theatre smiling and, ironically, speechless. 

-jo