Vicky Cristina Barcelona

Woody Allen has woven yet another web of relationships in which he has once again trapped a respectable series of sympathetic actors and actresses. Again, it's a very fine viewing experience, aided this time by the (by Allen's standards) exotic setting. From the beginning, Vicky Cristina Barcelona has a very strange momentum that is perhaps not even momentum. The story rather just goes along through sunny Spain, waiting, waiting, waiting... Before the director and screenwriter mixes the character of the excellent Penélope Cruz into the plot and a peaceful scenic drive through the countryside becomes a true rally thanks to her temperament. I give four and a bit mainly for her. (08/06/2014)

Woody Allen, even at his rather advanced age, is incredibly funny, a brilliantly wry observer and storyteller who ingeniously hides his ironic messages underneath the charming, sens(eless)ual beauty of summertime Barcelona. The characters of the two (gorgeous) leads are at first glance more than a little different, but as their characters are put into situations in which they are more and more "tested" as the narrative progresses, the initial scattergun approach then completely disappears and the individual attributes of their characters overlap and merge. Vicky Cristina Barcelona can hardly be described as a romantic genre film because there is so much hidden under that attractive skin that would be worthy of several stacks of psychological, philosophical, or social studies, none of which would come to anything definite anyway. However, the way Woody Allen presents his views on relationships, family life, or morality is fantastic. (11/21/2010)

In his old age, Woody Allen somehow caught a new artistic vibe and can surprise with at least every other film he churns out at a machine gun pace. After his film Match Point, this is the second film I've seen in a short time where I had a hard time finding his typical style. For a long time, essentially for the entire first half of the film, I couldn't immerse myself in it, but with every passing minute, this Boccaccio-esque tangle of relationships and love passions got to me more and more. Unlike his older comedies, Allen reduced his typical dialogue banter, omitted the character of a neurotic intellectual, and focused on a group of people who have problems with their emotions and long for something that is currently out of their reach. The infidelities, seductions, rejections, and sufferings are presented convincingly and have charm, especially when they form a remarkable polygon. It may not be the pinnacle of Allen's work, but Vicky Cristina Barcelona definitely belongs to the better things he has created. Overall impression: 80%. (05/24/2010)

A living classic set off to warm his bones under the Catalonian sun to make his old-man’s wet dream come true. And because he’s no jerk, he eagerly shares full screen footage of Scarlett’s nipples (*glurp*), Penelope’s butt (yum!), Rebecca’s thighs and Bardem’s five o’clock shadow (wowie) with the public... Oh but, no, no, that neurotic miser only shares the thighs and the five o’clock shadow. But really, in places it’s so hot that, despite it being the beginning of a damp and drizzly fall, I recommend you wear summer clothes when you watch this. This applies mainly for those who can boast chromosome Y in their genetic makeup. And how Bardem organizes his household is priceless. But it wouldn’t be a Woody Allen movie of past years without one big “but". A kind of nothing intro. It’s just too sleepy summer like. It requires María Elena to plunge in and save the movie. Personally I was also upset that the two best characters (Juan’s father and María Elena) are criminally kept in the background. Overall, no miracle to be penned into the master’s filmography in gold lettering, but excellent as relaxing summer entertainment. (10/22/2008)

First I fell in love with the poster, and after that, one photo was enough to decide whether to buy it or not. And I did indeed buy it because I know what I like. :) A free translation for those interested in the actual commentary on Vicky Cristina Barcelona reads as follows: I've gotten used to having Scarlett Johansson, who I don’t particularly like, in movies I wouldn't want to miss, so her acting doesn't give me goose bumps as much anymore. I've confirmed many times that I prefer to seek out Penélope Cruz outside of the present in films from any past era, and Javier Bardem impressed me in Goya's Ghosts and Love in the Time of Cholera. The combination of these three actors, however, evoked flawless chemistry in my eyes, and the summer mood imbued with the sexual energy of a love triangle promised exactly the kind of story the film tells. Are you tempted by this? Give in to it. (04/18/2010)