SAG sent me a screener of Woody Allen's latest, "Whatever Works". I have been a Woody Allen fan since the days of over-sized bananas and orgasmatrons so this is tough to say. Woody should stop making films until he has something new to say or at least a new way to say it. "Whatever Works" is lazy film making. Allen has sacrificed any attempt to explore character or story in favor of banal morality tales with artificial dialogue and fortune cookie messages about life and love. And of course there is the annual wish-fulfillment plot about a May/December romance. Seen it Woody, over and over.
In this film, Larry David plays an arrogant, narcissistic, curmudgeon who keeps telling everyone he's a genius. Get it? At least Woody recognizes his own arrogance. He doesn't even bother to find a decent actor to recreate his mirror image. I guess it should be enough for his fans to hear him pontificate from the mountain top. Larry David is truly awful in this film. Not that he had much to work with.
Maybe next years carbon copy will explore a new side of Allen's persona, like humility.
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