Last Call: Win a Midnight in Paris Poster Signed by Woody Allen!
You've read the glowing reviews, you've heard about the crowds. But starting this weekend, it's easier than ever to see Midnight in Paris, the late-era masterpiece from Woody Allen. The film's continued theatrical expansion brings it to more than 900 screens nationwide, and considering its success to date, the folks at Sony Pictures Classics are feeling generous, offering up a Midnight in Paris poster signed by the Woodman himself. There's just one little, 10-word catch. [UPDATE: Only a few hours remain before the deadline! Submit your review after the jump.]
We want to reward the reader with the best 10-word review of Midnight in Paris, and by best we mean most clever, imaginative, funny and/or evocative. (Needless to say, it will definitely help if you write a favorable review.) Make it smart, make it specific and make it 10 words -- no more, no less -- and you're in the running. For example:
· Where has Owen Wilson been all of Woody Allen's life?
...or:
· Never imagined Carla Bruni could stand up to Michael Sheen.
Or whatever. Obviously (and not just a little bitterly!) I can't and won't win, but now it's up to you. Submit your review in either of two places:
· The comments section below
· On Twitter, using the hashtag #MLgiveaway
The contest ends tonight, June 12, at 6 p.m. ET/3 p.m. PT (a/k/a midnight in Paris), with a winner to be announced tomorrow morning. Good luck!

Comments
Midnight in Paris twinkled in the minds eye, how delightful
The best Humanities class you'll ever experience! Thanks Professor Allen!
Finally, an American in Paris. Let the soul-searching commence...
Akin to watching an American movie where something surreal happens.
I thought of too many, and didn't remember them all.
(no sarcasm intended) ... (and no, i didn't mean that sarcastically)
Just realized it can't be any more or less than ten words, and soul-searching is one word, SILLY ME.
so revised second one:
Finally, an American in Paris. Now, let the soul-searching commence...
Gil's past and present magically intersect at Midnight in Paris.
For two hours make incredible love to Paris with Woody
Nostalgia and its trappings: Woody's wisdom captures hearts and minds.
J'adore Woody's Paris night and day past and present
MLgiveaway-
1. Gay Paris (pronounced Pairy)
Isn't what it used to be
without Woody
I know a double negative right, so
maybe
2. Gay Paris (remember Paris is pronounced the way the French state it)
Is the place to be
with Woody's
Nostaligique
Owen IS Woody, just taller, blonder, and not as neurotic!
MLgiveaway:
Vintage Woody uncorked! Sir Reel, Owen!
Hello, Dali! Must see!
Pure magic from the greats: Hemingway, Fitzgerald, and Woody Allen.
Nasally Owen Wilson with Woody's inflections equals awful movie making.
Pitch perfect presentation plus pretty people poking past-present pun!
Midnight in Paris - great cast, great scenery, and great movie.
woody does the best films... luv to have his autograph
J'accuse Woody Allen of throwing his arms around Paris. Baguette !!!!
I need to stop re-reading my own posts.
NEW REVISED:
The best humanities class you'll ever experience! Thanks Professor Allen!
Finally, another American in Paris. Now, let the soul-searching commence!
Akin to watching an American comedy where something surreal happens.
Well here goes nothing, I did a few of them:
Why can’t it be Midnight in Paris all day long?
Of all of them, Dali was most like a rhinoceros.
Forget time travel, I like living in Woody Allen’s Paris
Eli Cash would have seriously loved to be Gil Pender.
Looks like Tony Blair is having an extra “Special Relationship”.
I don’t get it, isn’t she the Time Traveler’s Wife?
Behind the City of Love is Woody Allen's incomparable truth.
Woody Allen is definitely like some rhino hunters I know.
Allen's grass is greener so sit it in it for self-reflection.
Haven't seen it. But Woody plus Owen equals must see!
It's not saying much, but this should be Woody's highest grossing film.
Cinematic dreamscape, love letter to Paris; now, forever - Merci, Woody.
Meeting the lost generation in Paris is a powerful aphrodisiac.
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