My first roommate was called Paul, a 28yo Parisian French teacher who likes well-traveled Americans, saying he finds them “more interesting.” (I neglected to ask him “more interesting than what?”)

Paul and I discussed language and movies. He noted Amélie has many puns in it that don’t get translated, and I shared a few examples of films where I knew the subtitles weren’t conveying the full dialogue. Still, Paul said he thought American movies were an excellent way to learn English.

He had an example, but he couldn’t remember its name. “It had a lot of this,” he said, making a motion as if he was firing a machine gun. I winced in embarassment, as that alone did not help me to narrow down its title. Also, it had Lucy Liu, he added.

“Charlie’s Angels, perhaps?” I asked. No, that wasn’t it. It also had Antonio Banderas.

“Oh, Paul,” I said, truly pitying him. “You saw Ecks vs. Sever?”

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