In a comeback that I’ve been anticipating only slightly more than the reemergence of JNCO jeans or polio, Luc Besson now returns to American theaters after a nearly decade-long absence. The occasion is the release of Angel-A, a Paris-set variation on It’s a Wonderful Life, which replaces Clarence (dowdy old character actor Henry Travers) with an improbably gorgeous girl who – this being a Luc Besson movie – can kick ass with impunity.
Andre (played by popular comic actor Jamel Debbouze, most familiar to Americans from Amèlie) is a globetrotting hustler who’s found himself at loose ends. A life of borrowing and welshing is closing in on him; he’s penniless, and the underworld types he’s indebted to are now preparing, in unison, to test out the “blood from a stone” adage on him. Melodramatically despairing, he prepares to fling himself into the Seine, only to spy a statuesque fellow jumper, Angela (Rie Rasmussen, quite memorable as The Legs from Brian De Palma’s Femme Fatale), just ahead of him in line.
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