The performances transcend the film's tropes, grounding it in characters that feel more complete than this subgenre often produces.

The film makes a home in your brain and the only cure is to see it again.

The best films of this genre always show a path and provide a takeaway for being a better person.

It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties. It's a feast for the eyes. But what really makes this dramedy work is the acting.

The Archive is a seven minute film about a man who has the world's largest record collection. I enjoyed it, having been a vinyl collector, but didn't feel like it did much except serve as an advertisement. The owner of the collection had a store which went out of business, so he has no place to store his collection. On top of that, he is going blind and getting old, so he can't really continue to add to or maintain the collection. We're told it's probably worth something like $50 million, and that he has tried to sell it for as little as $3 mil. However, he wants the person who buys it to protect and preserve the collection for future generations. So we don't really learn much about the man, the music, how it was collected (he shopped around on business trips and made trades--that's all we're told) or anything, except the collection is for sale. I think if he is expecting some kind of payoff for all the years of work he put into this collection, he should consider that the enjoyment he felt pursuing his hobby is going to have to be it. Donate the records to the Smithsonian or some similar institute and stop complaining that "no one cares" just because there isn't a music lover with an empty storehouse and millions of dollars lying around.