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.
Everybody loves Wooden Allen's films from the 70's and nowadays. But he also was on a great streak in the 80's and 90's as well. I personally really love the films he made in the nineties. Films like Deconstructing Harry, Mighty Aphrodite, Sweet and Lowdown, and this one.
I'm not at all a fan of musicals, but I must admit that I can't dislike this one as much as I normally would do. Nobody can sing; and this is the charming element here, because the issue is not proper singing but getting across the feeling. This is what Allen acieves, he gets it across: he finds the right note for every scene, the right mix between comedy & romance and the right balance between truth & denial. 3,5.
Musical in stile anni '50 per Allen,di quelli che la critica ama tanto ma che allo spettatore non lasciano molto.A me poi che ogni tre per due si mettano a cantare stucca parecchio e quindi ho solo ammirato la messa in scena ed i colori anni'50,l'affiatamento del cast e gli splendidi,splendidi (la cosa più bella del film) omaggi a Groucho Marx. Un Allen di cui mi ricorderò poco e niente.
When I was a teenager, I was far more impressed with this than I am now. The musical bits didn't make any sense, I don't think the cast was a good blend, and overall, it just didn't stand out from many of the romcoms I've seen. It kind of kicks off the bit of Allen's filmography that falls short (for me), up until VCB.