Review of Another Woman (1988) by David F — 28 Mar 2009

While the performances are fine all around, Allen really needs to get back to his own voice instead of regurgitating Bergman yet again. Once again we get the usual cliched archetypes of neurotic Upper West Siders.

I've seen it all before in Hannah and Her Sisters and Crimes and Misdemeanors - the esteemed (fill in the blank) who revisits the past through a series of walk-through flashbacks by way of Bergman's Wild Strawberries, the sibling who experiences feelings of love/hate toward the esteemed (fill in the blank), the student/teacher - artist/muse relationship that ends badly, the infidelities, the pent-up jealousies, the tweed jackets, the jazz piano at cocktail parties, the therapy sessions, the constant name dropping of the Great People of Civilization - this time Heidegger, Klimt and Mahler, and unbelievable lines like,"Well, to be honest, I was a one time a devoted Brechtian.

" - just one example of the absurd BS spouted by the belle-monde intelligensia that seem to exist only Woody's mind. As Chaz Palminteri said in Bullets Over Broadway, "Nobody talks like that!".