Say hello to the latest piece of garbage
from the once great Woody Allen. This
one is a clunky conceptual piece about
two sides of the same story. Radha
Mitchell plays the tragic character of
Melinda, the center of a story being
discussed by dinner partners at a
gathering that includes, of course,
Wallace Shawn. One of the guests sees
Melindas story as a tragedy, while the
other sees it as a tragic-comedy. We
must endure both versions, and while
Mitchell is sometimes impressive, Allens
stilted, dated dialogue is just obnoxious
coming out of people in the year 2005.
This man is out of touch! Its
painful, freaking excruciating, to watch the
great Will Ferrell toil in the role of a Woody
Allen impersonator (a role butchered by
the likes of Kenneth Branagh and Edward
Norton). Ferrells delivery has Allens
nervous comic timing and stammering,
and its just wrong, wrong, wrong. Woody
Allen should stop making movies. Even if
he makes a great one the next time out,
he wont make up for the pain caused by
this, Hollywood Ending, Anything
Else, etc.