Enchanted (utterly) by The Artist

We escaped a day of rain and headed for the Bryn Mawr Film Institute, where "The Artist," a film I'd been eager to see, was playing. 

If you watch this trailer you won't benefit from any explanation I might offer.  It's all there—the silent film star's liquid eyes, the irradiated charisma of up-and-comer, the end of one era, the beginning of another, the wordlessness, the story.  It's a beguiling film, a French play on Hollywood traditions.