Lucky synergy, I guess: I moved to Montgomery, AL about five months ago and live a block off of Zelda Rd. And I happened to be reading the Dover Thrift edition of Gertrude Stein's Three Lives, the cover of which features the painting hanging over Stein's head in the scenes from this film. I loved Midnight in Paris, but I think it had to do with Allen's film presenting Paris in its best possible light. It feels casual and 'minor,' but I was drawn in in a way I hadn't been by a rom-com in a long, long time.