New York I Love You

You’ve probably guessed that this post is going to be a movie review based on the title, but it’s not. This article is just a reflection what the movie has made me feel. Very few movies these days have the ability to make you truly “feel” anything beyond just being entertained for 90-120 minutes. New York I Love You is a different type of move from the typical drama that takes you through a series of events and actions with a main and secondary character, and concludes with a life lesson, tragedy, or some personal crisis averted.


New York I Love You takes a very cool and very appropriate approach to telling a story about how independent lives interconnect in a city jam packed with unique personalities. Eleven directors each walk you through unrelated yet intertwined stories of love, loss, and companionship in one of the most amazing cities in the world. I struggle not to give specifics as to the stories, characters, and situations that are presented throughout the film, suffice to say they are special and memorable in that they are experiences we can all relate to.
If you have ever lived in the city you will immediately get the overarching theme of disconnected connectedness. Every person in New York City seems to have their own unique drive, life, and ambition… yet nobody has a solo story. I find it beautiful that in a city that is so self centered there are a multitude of meaningful connections between people that take place everyday with a frequency that I would argue in unmatched anywhere else in the world.
Sitting at brunch and seeing a friend you haven’t seen in 3 years and 3,000 miles away, catching up, and ending up going to his wedding in Trinidad. Bumping into a friend from high school you lost touch with 7 years ago and seeing an amazing dancer perform in front of a crowd of hundreds in Brooklyn. Scooting over on a bench seat in a bar and chatting with someone that will end up changing your life forever. Getting introduced to a restaurant by an apartment broker and making life long friendships with all the staff. These are not unique stories, they are typical NYC and that’s why I appreciate the move so much. It is real, it forces you to relate, it uses real emotion, and above all else it makes you smile and appreciate the little interactions that make everyday so special.
New York I love you.