boring, boring, BORING

How often is it you can't even get to the end of a film?

This is an example of Woody Allen at his most predictable, repetitive and just plain DULL. New York highly-strung neuroses can only be funny for so long, and in this case it was a long time ago.

Not a single element of this dire film hasn't been covered in Allen films before, and probably equally dully. There is nothing that'd make you want to smack these dreary, solipsistic nerds more than this tedious, TEDIOUS work. Give it a miss.

A massive waste of resources.