I finally got around to watching Midnight in Paris and... I kind of hated it. Hate's probably too strong a word, as there were some very nice qualities in the film - the performances of Alison Pill and Corey Stoll, the general atmosphere of the title segments - but lots of it was just pervaded with a tinge of bitterness, and when it wasn't bitter it was being saccharinely sweet. Saying this, I was the only one in my cinema not eating it up, so it's probably just me.