As far as I can tell, the only reason this film is getting so much advance praise is that its setting is so unusual for a Woody Allen film. Otherwise, it’s not all that different from much of his darker work.
And it’s a really sour film, too; fairly misogynist, and way too long. Jonathan Rhys-Meyers turns in a rather fake performance as a rather fake guy; and Scarlett Johansson is appropriately cast as a not-very-good actress who is nonetheless aware of her sexual power over men. It works: she’s completely unconvincing, but with a mere turn of the lip she could melt the paint off her lover’s shiny new Mercedes.
by Leo Goldsmith | Source: Dreamworks 35mm Print
06 Dec 2005 10:48 PM | Submit Comment
