Review of Interiors (1978) by Sylvester E — 30 Dec 2014
I tried, I really did. A little past 45 minutes, I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't take spending anymore time with these insufferable, pretentious WASPs any longer. This could be the most pretentious movie ever made.
Woody Allen must've just felt so empowered after winning the Oscar for Annie Hall, he suddenly felt smarter than the audience that made him successful in the first place. The result is this. A floundering, ego trip.
Even when the acting shines, you don't allow yourself to enjoy it. The only positive thing I have to say is the opening scene, and some of the shots, replicating Ingmar Bergman. Nothing wrong with that, but I wished a better movie was attached to those shots.
This review of Interiors (1978) was written by Sylvester E on 30 Dec 2014.
Interiors has generally received positive reviews.
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