(2006, Woody Allen)
Further proof that Scar-Jo might not be a good enough actress for a starring role. She’s drop-dead beautiful, but not cunning enough to pull off playing the Woody-with-Breasts role.
Beyond that, this film is lazy and unfunny throughout. Maybe a film a year is getting to be too much for the Woodman. A major disappointment that followed the nuanced and tense Match Point.