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Okay; you were all right - Woody Allen is losing it. Anything Else doesn't
measure up to the writer/director's best work, but is that really a fair
comparison to make? Sure, it's no Annie Hall, or even Everyone Says I Love
You, but as far as romantic comedies go, his latest is still way more
enjoyable and imaginative than anything else out there. Hey, maybe that's
where Woody came up with the title.
He's in a tough spot, Woody is. If he keeps casting himself as the main
character-slash-romantic interest, people complain. If he uses younger
actors to play the parts he would ordinarily take, people complain. And if
he makes a film that deviates from the whole Nebbish/Sophisticate romance
template, people complain. That's a lot of complaining, especially when the
complainers overlook the fact that Woody is still one of the best comedic
actors around and continues to pound out originally original screenplays
every year.
Like he did with John Cusack in Bullets Over Broadway, Allen taps the
appropriately timid Jason Biggs (American Wedding) to play the Woody-esque
role of Jerry Faulk, a struggling comedy writer in Manhattan who supplies
jokes to marginally talented standup acts. Jerry's girlfriend is Amanda
(Christina Ricci, Pumpkin), a morally questionable aspiring actress and
singer who is obsessed with smoking, her weight, taking pills and getting
freaked out whenever Jerry tries to get physical with her. His confidante
and occasional writing partner (Allen) is a paranoid university professor
with a survival kit and a bit of a dark side to his personality.
When needy Amanda's equally needy mother (Stockard Channing, The West Wing)
moves into their already cramped apartment and Woody's character suggests he
and Jerry move to Los Angeles to take a gig writing for a sitcom, things
come to a head - but not before two very extended sequences which depict the
courting of Jerry and Amanda, as well as a brief breakup the two previously
had (the latter is very disjointed as it isn't immediately clear it's a
flashback).
Now, I can buy Biggs as Woody, Jr., but Ricci sure ain't no Diane Keaton.
She isn't even Louise Lasser. Amanda is plenty easy on the eyes, but the
character is nearly as unlikable as Ricci's turn in Prozac Nation. In fact,
there are times when she seems like a slightly more adult version of her
Elizabeth Wurtzel. I can't recall Allen creating a less amiable character,
aside from making an out-and-out villain. She's so bad, I almost stopped
rooting for Jerry just because it took him so long to realize what a bitch
Amanda is.
Aside from that, you can look for the same type of humor, along with the
same opening and closing credits and soundtrack one would expect from a
Woody Allen film. Gifted cinematographer Darius Khondji does little to
separate Else from anything else (there I go again) Allen has made recently.
What is different, however, is Allen's pacing of his picture. It's
surprisingly uneven for a filmmaker whose movies are generally tight, crisp
productions. But like I said up above - Else is still a step above the
typical romantic comedy.
1:41 - R for a scene of drug use and some sexual references
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