
It's that time of year again. Regular as clockwork, it's time for another Woody Allen movie. Ever since 2005's Match Point, Allen's career has been on a bit of a rebound. Last year's Midnight in Paris was an Oscar winner and Allen's biggest box office success of all time. I suppose it was almost inevitable that his follow up would be a bit of a disappointment.
Instead of just one story, this movie tells four different unconnected ones. Well, unconnected except for the fact that they all take place in Rome as Allen continues his tour of European cities. As in most large cast, anthology movies, some of the stories work better than others, but even the best is lightweight and merely amusing rather than affecting or laugh-out-loud funny.
Alec Baldwin plays an architect who is visiting Rome for the first time since he lived there 30 years ago as a student. He imagines an affair he once had as a young man, interacting with his own memories. Jesse Eisenberg is Baldwin's younger self who fell in love with his girlfriend's best friend, played by a miscast Ellen Page. This segment is the most like a typical Allen film, with Eisenberg acting as the surrogate Woody. Page, who I find cute and talented, just doesn't really fit the bill as a sexy young actress who is supposed to make every man fall in love with her.
Her miscasting is pronounced by the fact that in another storyline, a very sexy Penelope Cruz, who really does make every man fall in love with her, appears playing a prostitute. Through a series of misunderstandings, Cruz ends up pretending to be a provincial young man's date as he tries to impress some rich family members and potential employers. Meanwhile, his real wife is lost in Rome and almost ends up having an affair with a famous Italian actor. This was easily my favorite portion of the movie and the funniest.
The third storyline features Roberto Benigni as an ordinary Roman citizen who is suddenly made famous for no reason. This section didn't work for me at all. It seems at first as if Allen is trying to make a statement about fame, but it never really goes anywhere and seems to be summed up simply saying that being famous is better than not being famous.
Allen himself appears in the final storyline. This marks his first onscreen appearance since 2006's Scoop. He looks a little older, but he's still the same old Woody. Unfortunately, he hasn't saved the best storyline for himself. His bit is really a one joke premise. A former Opera producer, he discovers an unknown singer and tries to get him on stage. Unfortunately, the singer can only perform while in the shower and so Allen literally puts a shower on stage and has him sing in it. It's an amusing enough sight gag, but one that is stretched pretty thin.
Like nearly all of Woody's films, I found some things to enjoy in this one. It's not his greatest work by any means, but neither is it close to his worst. This is merely run of the mill Woody.


















