At the age of 81, Eleanor Coppola, wife of Francis Ford and mother of Sofia and Roman, has delivered her first fictional big screen feature as a writer and director, Paris Can Wait, a lightweight, unforced comedic travelogue across France. It’s not the kind of film that comes with a high degree of filmmaking difficulty, nor does it have to. It’s an old school, chaste, “will they or won’t they” romance blended together with a celebration of literally stopping to smell the roses every once in a while. It won’t launch the elder Coppola to the same heights as her noteworthy fellow family members, but as an early summer cinematic confection it hits a sweet spot before petering out in its later moments.