I took courage, supported by the need to smile or be missing some clever humor laugh in front of the great director.
I walk out with a reference to a bully, I do not remember by whom, the phrase "phenomena that we are overrated? Woody Allen, for example: shunned at home aficionados collect from us. "
The film has its greatest flaw in the implementation of the times. It is designed like a stage play, but moved to "weight", without adaptation, to the big screen, it loses the characteristic that it would make a nice product.
Slow, boring, vaguely predictable, and with a new final "Semi open", which seem to have voted (with some years of delay) the directors after copying the writers (I think the master of all: Raymond Carver).
The irony is not lacking, of course. Some genuine laugh escapes you in following the adventures of Anthony Hopkins in great shape, struggling with a sparkling (and a bit 'mignottta) twenty.
What does it be? Perhaps the celebration of adulthood struggling with the eternal theme of love.
Here Allen is successful, the portrait in the round of awareness of the limitations of the body, in spite of eternal youth that seems to bring with them the love, and anyone who tries it again.
E’ una trama da palcoscenico, e la sua invenzione su pellicola, lascia l’amaro in bocca.
Peccato.
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