Say
what you will about Woody Allen—his personal life issues, his directing career
of recent—you have to admire his work ethic. The man is 76 years old and he’s
still cranking out a movie a year simply because he loves writing and
directing. Sure you could say, why doesn’t he slow it down? Why doesn’t he make
a movie every other year, since he’s also writing it? But Allen has always been
about quantity over quality, and I don’t really see any problem with that.
Over
his vast career Allen has made 48 films. Most of them are forgettable, a few
are straight bad, and then there are a few that are great. A couple examples of
these are “Annie Hall,” “Hannah and her Sisters” and last year’s “Midnight in
Paris.” He wants to keep himself busy and if that means most of the movies are
forgettable then so be it, because a great one (like “Midnight in Paris”) may
come a long once in a while.
Is
his latest film “To Rome With Love” as great as “Midnight in Paris?” Of course
not. That’s like capturing lightning in a bottle twice in a row. But that
doesn’t mean it’s bad. It’s mostly forgettable yes, but at the same time
pleasant and mildly entertaining. It continues his recent tour of Europe,
whisking us away to the city of Rome, so there’s a plus right there.
The
cinematography by Darius Khondji is lush and romantic. Allen shows us all of
the major sites (The Coliseum, etc.) as well as the wonderful little cafés and
bistros, the old winding cobblestone roads. Like in “Midnight in Paris,” Allen
practically makes the city into a main character. The movie on a whole is like
eating a slightly better than average pastry. It’s edible throughout, once in a
while there are a few great little tastes and then you finish and move on with
your day without looking back.
There is a lot going on. The structure of “To
Rome with Love” consists of four vignettes—two are in English, two are in
Italian—and vignettes are always difficult to do, especially when they don’t
intersect with one another. They
all share about the same weight in substance, which is admittedly light and
they all sort of depend on one another for a complete movie, even if some
stories are weaker than others.
One
is about an American architect named John (Alec Baldwin) who runs into a
younger architect Jack (Jesse Eisenberg) who’s almost like a younger version of
himself, going through a dilemma--involving a pseudo intellectual girl named
Monica (Ellen Paige)—similar to a dilemma John faced when he was that age and
lived in Rome. Then there is one that’s a little more farcical involving
Leopoldo (Roberto Benigni), a typical middle class Italian who one day becomes
famous for no apparent reason. There’s an amusing scene where paparazzi report
on his weekly shave.
Meanwhile
there is the young married couple Antonio (Alessandro Tiberi) and Milly
(Alessandra Mastronardi) who get separated in the city and are both
romantically tempted by other people, for Antonio a prostitute played by a sexy
Penelope Cruz and for Milly a famous Italian movie star. And finally, in a more
classic romantic comedy scenario, we have Jerry (Woody Allen), a retired Opera
director coming to Rome with his wife to meet his daughter Hayley’s (Allison
Pill) Italian fiancée, Michelangelo
(Flavio Parenti). However Jerry discovers that Michelangelo’s father has an
incredible opera voice, which leads him to promote Giancarlo (Fabio Armiliato)
and get his career going again. This is the first time Allen has acted in a
movie since 2006’s “Scoop” and even though he gives his typical Neurotic Woody
performance, seeing his presence, complaining about airplanes or Communists
brought a smile to my face and brought back old memories of him in “Annie Hall”
or “Hannah.”
The vignettes don’t always cohere with
each other very smoothly and there are certain scenes within each that go on
longer than they should and all four of the episodes aren’t resolved
particularly well. But on the other hand, there are great little unique pieces
to be found within each one. A notable example: The only way Giancarlo can sing
beautifully is when he’s in the shower, so when he performs in front an
audience a shower stall is brought on stage and he sings an entire Opera while
in it. In addition, the screenplay by Allen contains plenty of his usual witty
and sincere dialogue that’s continually been one of his greatest strengths as a
filmmaker. And all of the acting is passable, nothing outstanding but no one is
flat out terrible.
Other than that there’s not a whole lot
else to talk about. “To Rome With Love” is by no means great and I’m sure it
will evaporate in no time but I still found it to be a pleasurable experience.
It’s easy going and takes advantage of a gorgeous location. And even if you
don’t like it it’s not worth getting hung up about considering Woody Allen is
already in preproduction for his next movie.
Maybe he’ll strike gold next time around.
3/4