There’s not much left for Woody Allen to say in his
movies, is there? He’s already been walking the same ground for decades,
hitting the same themes and even repeating (or so it feels) zingers and
one-liners. After fifty plus films in as many years, how could he not? He puts
out a new movie every year like clockwork. Sometimes it’s as if he’s going
through the motions and occasionally he gives us something inspired, as with Midnight
in Paris or Blue
Jasmine. His latest is Café
Society, which is far better than the recent misfire of Magic
in the Moonlight but still falling short of genuine genius.
