Celine and Jesse is perhaps the most admirable on-screen couple I've ever known. Ten years have come between them; life happened, marriage happened... kids happened. And yet there they were, in Paris, telling each other what life has done to them and where it's left them now. When you're in Paris, it's hard not to be astounded by the charming beauty all around you; it's hard not to be distracted by so many things the city has to offer; the sweets heaven, the landmarks, the cuisine, everything. Yet the most interesting part of his visit was her. And they managed to talk to each other because they have this urge to let each other know that they're glad they found themselves together again. Such a happy reunion, such a sad story. It's like they're trying so hard to tell each other, "Yeah, how are you? Where should I start? Life happens to me, you know. I guess that means I grow up. We grow up. Life's not all sugar and spice, but that's okay though. I think I can take it. I think I'll be fine. Can you please stay here? No? Well... I hope you're happy. You deserve to be happy. Please be happy."
