Match Point.
Why Why Why do I continue to watch Woody Allen movies????? They always do nothing but annoy me and kind of gross me out a bit.
so since I recently returned from an extended stay in the UK I was oddly drawn to Match Point (being set in London) on the video rack. Plus Jonathan Rhys Meyers right??? Could work.
No.
No.
No.
Oh my. Where to start with this piece??? Oh yeah okay first I guess it is supposed to have all this passion and steaminess.......no Scarlett Johansen being a skank and Jonathan Rhys Meyers being her male mirror, or a man skank. No gross. They they are both so dull and droll that I thought I might scream about halfway through. When the big pregnancy/marriage/death/whatever "twist" came about well I couldn't give two shakes what happened to either one of them. Or the wifey and her family at that point either.....all her meddling was just obnoxious.
I have to admit the only thing intriguing in this piece was the whole murder plot. I mean the is he isn't he going to get caught for such a sloppy set up did make me wake up for the whole half hour that took. But well then I remembered I really didn't care what happened to him and snoozed on til the end credits.
Gosh Woody Allen....I mean your quirkiness can be honest but sometimes its just beyond lame. Like in Match Point. Sometimes if an idea pops in your head you should just say no. Especially because you keep reusing your muse Miss Scarlett. Maybe if you got back to someone with talent, a la a young Diane Keaton....you could salvage your career. Or maybe not.
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