The metabolism of Julie Delpy's biting romantic comedy "2 Days in Paris" runs full tilt from the opening scene, of lovers asleep on a fast train from Venice. Once they awaken, the pace accelerates even further, and you strain not to miss a word of their smart, revealing and frequently crazy repartee. Ms. Delpy stars in the movie, which she wrote, directed and scored, as Marion, a Paris-born photographer who lives most of the year in New York with her boyfriend, Jack (Adam Goldberg), a shaggy, heavily tattooed interior designer. Ms. Delpy intermittently narrates the movie in a voice that is partly hers and partly that of her neurotic, possibly autobiographical character. After their Parisian jaunt the couple, both in their mid-30s, plan to return to New York. But their tumultuous sojourn in Paris throws into question the future of their volatile two-year relationship. "2 Days in Paris" is an inside-out version of the much-admired Richard Linklater films "Before Sunrise" and "Before Sunset." Where Mr. Linklater's movies were weepies for the kind of educated, upscale young cosmopolites who have a soft spot for romances like "Casablanca," Ms. Delpy's examination of modern love among the almost young and still restless is bracingly hard-headed. Ms. Delpy's and Mr. Goldberg's performances are so assured and spontaneous that they don't even seem to be acting; they're living their roles in front of our eyes.
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