Eyebrows were raised in October, when Luc Besson’s luxe First movie theater opened in the new Aeroville mall near Charles de Gaulle airport north of Paris. For €25, First gives you a spacious leather seat, a smoked salmon and tarama snack, and a flute of Champagne, orderable from a seatside tablet. “Mais c’est la crise!” said the local press, unsure whether such luxuries make sense as France’s economy remains sluggish.
Such questions do not trouble the hotel Le Royal Monceau Raffles, in Paris’s tony 8th arrondissement, with a clientele to match. Here an even posher proposition awaits the film buff, in the private screening room of the Philippe Starck-designed five-star: the just-debuted Sunday Night Film Club.
No dreary multiplex programming here, the roster of American movies (subtitled in French) ranges from classics (Singin’ in the Rain, Grease, West Side Story) to guilty pleasures (Sex and the City, Titanic in 3-D). If it’s just the movie, champagne and Pierre Hermé popcorn you want, that will set you back €40; hungrier guests can pay €95, which includes a two-course dinner at the in-house La Cuisine restaurant.
Alexandra Marshall is T+L's Paris-based correspondent.