Olivier Giraud’s show will change your Paris experience…
Walking back from the show to our Paris apartment, we stop for some quick groceries at our neighborhood bio (organic) grocery where we are regulars. As the automatic doors slide open we see the exhausted cashier re-stocking the fresh berry display, surrounded by a tall graveyard of fallen cartons. “Êtes-vous ouvert? (Are you open?)” receives a glazed semi-nod and blank stare. Going to the cash register to pay, this writer exclaims in loud surprise “OH you have baguettes too!”. Ah!, we now imagine her thinking, it’s the clueless zoo animals, a.k.a. Americans, who always wander in dressed in clothes far too red and talking in decibels suitable for the near deaf. She seems to forget her exhaustion and breaks into the warm smile we have grown accustomed to.
This was an exchange that might have happened dozens of times before, but NOW—thanks to Olivier Giraud’s spot-on lampoon of how global tourists blindly run into Parisian attitudes at every turn—we realize our cashier’s soft spot for us is not unlike the feeling we might have for lovable chimpanzees.
Armed with a face and body that mould like rubber to explode in cartoonish affect, Giraud de-codes Parisians’ inner worlds and how they try to cope in the City of Lights and Love ever drowning in tourists. We learn how to dress, shop, take a taxi or board the Metro, and even how to shave our pubic hair if we want to truly please a French man. Oh La La we now know is open to any meaning, depending on the context.
With the trained eye you expect of fast-thinking magicians, Giraud cherrypicks the audience members whom he will show how to strut into a disco or curse. It’s all in good cheer— we feel it. In just an hour we become a family hailing from all corners to enjoy his show— UK, America, China, Czechoslovakia, Mexico, Brazil, Columbia, Poland, Italy, etc. Some audience members feel so cozy that they begin asking Giraud questions about Parisians that you might ask your favorite cousin or uncle, like why Parisian men have such a hard time making an emotional commitment. You too may think that his best caricatures are of Americans, based on his years of living in Miami working in a top notch French restaurant.
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All in English, this show is probably best taken in by Day Five of your Paris adventure, whether you are touring for a week or a year. How fun to think of the upcoming Olympics as fodder for Giraud to grow his totally entertaining show.
There’s a How to Become a Parisian in One Hour book too.
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For more information or bookings, visit the How to Become a Parisian in One Hour website.
Photo credits: Feature photo by Julia Griner; all photos courtesy of Olivier Giraud, except as otherwise indicated.
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About the Author: Amy Munice
Amy Munice is Editor-in-Chief and Co-Publisher of Picture This Post. She covers books, dance, film, theater, music, museums and travel. Prior to founding Picture This Post, Amy was a freelance writer and global PR specialist for decades—writing and ghostwriting thousands of articles and promotional communications on a wide range of technical and not-so-technical topics.