As if a comedy premise of babysitting a hooker didn't sound yawningly unimaginative by itself... Eventually it won't turn tacky, but nothing more then a paper-thin far-fetched story trying to pass as a tragedy (!?), even though anyone can guess what was (and whose) main objective. Guess what, it didn't meet a tragic outcome.
Woody Allen's take on Greek tragedy that offers irony and director's typical humor found within infidelity and mixed emotions in absurd situations, with common beats of jazz and joyful way to spend the time in front of screen, although the finished product feels routine more than anything else.
And so there I am on the first day, on the set, and there's this guy fucking me from behind, right, and there's these two huge guys dressed like cops in my mouth at the same time and I remember thinking to myself, "I like acting. I wanna study." Woody Allen un genio del guión.
It seems like every time I try to give Allen a chance, his films just disappoint me and leave me thinking why the hell people praise him so damn much? (I mean, it shouldn't be because of his content). It was just so corny and cheesy, the jokes were bad and the Greek chorus thing was just like ????