Yesterday I went to see the latest film from Woody Allen: meet the man of your dreams . As usual whenever the director debut film, I was excited, ecstatic, eager to taste his latest work.
I went with some friends, very animated all, the Renoir Plaza of Spain to view it in original version. And off we went, so happy (and excited, ecstatic, eager to taste his latest work).
I have to say that the room was crowded, and we had to sit apart. I did not know so many people were idle Monday afternoon! The lights, music very far Woody began to ring, and white credits on black background acted as a prologue.
The movie was filmed portrait of an essentially postmodern reality, in which the money, the gurus and the constant desire of youth were the order of the day. I was slow, repetitive, even clone, with no trace of the legendary sense of humor in his scripts, in some points to get bored. Not far to pass the time, but rather to see it a few times in the nerd and philosophical conclusions between metaphor and metaphor.
No players but a lot of well-characterized characters. Notably, as always, the soundtrack, the exquisite artistic flair and glamor of cosmopolitanism that goes so well with Woody Allen. I will recommend in this case you do pelisyonkis use, nor do anymore.
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