Walang KaParis followed the ups and downs of an artist in Paris. The tropes were strong with this one and the foreshadowing let you know exactly where the story was going if you’ve ever watched a romantic movie before. Still, the actors were likeable enough to enjoy their romance in the City of Lights.

JoJo makes his living as a street artist and mime. His unique catch as a painter was to do his work in coffee. He’s haunted by his old paintings of a woman he doesn’t remember. How can he have a heart to share if he can’t remember the one who owns it? One day, a woman named Mary comes up to him and tells him she is the woman in the paintings which he doesn’t believe. She pushes hard for a romance to begin with a reluctant JoJo and for a while it does. Then the real story emerges which is bittersweet. Time would tell if they were fated or destined.

Walang KaParis covered nine years and two continents. Within five minutes I’d figured out the familiar plot. As with other genres, execution is key. This film didn’t add anything new, but the actors had a comfortable rapport with each other, though not sizzling. Each took turns chasing the other and as the song said, “And even if the time doesn’t come that you learn to love me back, just don’t stop me from loving you.”

If you are looking for an easy, cheesy romantic film to watch, you could do worse than Walang KaParis.

8 February 2024