This movie charmed my pants off. Just so full of life and wonder and feelings. It also has its fair share of absurdly ridiculous moments, it being a musical (the hospital sequence, ... well, any big group musical number really) but it balanced nicely with the realism portions. The final dance number with Goldie Hawn and Woody Allen is just splendid. It's heart-warming. 4/5
A nice experiment for a filmmaker that sometimes repeats himself, but it doesn't really work. The musical numbers aren't memorable, save for maybe the Marx brothers bits, and the story just doesn't cut it.
By turns charming, creative, touching, and kind of creepy. Arguably one of Allen's more underrated films: its view of love as a complicated farce that lasts your whole life is something to treasure, and the musical numbers have a kind of (low-budget?) shaggy simplicity that makes them very endearing. But casting himself as a man who sleazily seduces Julia Roberts was the beginning of the end.
it's not nearly as good as it should be but it's got wonderful moments that make the film for me. The dance sequence with Allen and Hawn, the Groucho routine, the son that isn't getting enough oxygen to his brain. Priceless.
Probably the least imaginative Woody Allen film I've seen. A very mundane musical revolving around one-dimensional and unconvincing set of characters, half of which are completely surplus. Trying to charm his was way into selling some kind of generational epistle, Allen's usual love-related issues and stances never looked so clichéd.
About first loves, old loves, withered loves, and new loves, and about how magical it all is to the people in them. Being in love is like living in a musical, and these characters are living in that musical.
I never believed in God. No, I didn't even as a little kid. I remember this. I used to think even if he exists, he's done such a terrible job, it's a wonder people don't get together and file a class action suit against him.