The dialogue intrigues blithely and the film noir humour hits and misses with a shadowy off balance of male/earthly and female/heavenly dynamic; overall it succeeds in its effervescent way. Perhaps the critics are more the disgruntled that don't like art house movies being too commercial or Americanised and particularly led by a supermodel with questionable acting ability. I thought everything about this was unclouded fairy tale entertainment; I liked Angela (Rie Rasmussen) and Andre (Jamel Debbouze) and that is most important for me. He was a short man with many failings and she was his beautiful angel set on a mission to rescue him.
Yes, some shots were a little fashion house but of course they were with a super attractive angelic flouncing around Paris. At no point was anything gratuitous or voyeuristic, her beauty there as a polar opposite of the likeable but compromised proportions and life skills of Andre.
A princess that kisses a frog, an angelic and mortal love affair; shot beautifully in the most romantic city of the world, it amounts to something very pleasing to look at with a message of speak your truth and recognise your own worth.
It also reminded me of being told I was comically tall (how rude!) in a bar once but actually now I see why, especially in the shots of Angela and Andre walking over Parisian bridges at twilight; the director plays well on this. There is a lot of comedy to be had by simply putting a very tall lady next to a short man.