Everyone Says I Love You
A New York girl sets her father up with a beautiful woman in a shaky marriage while her half sister gets engaged.
The most underrated movie Woody Allen ever made? Maybe, including by me, at least until today. I had some hazy memories of seeing this once in college and hating it—mostly because I thought the Woody Allen/Julia Roberts romance was dreadful. And I was right, to a point. But I missed the message of that subplot, which, like the rest of the charmingly fanciful musical (and so much of Allen's work), is about the gap between fantasy and reality. As Roberts’ character says in her final scene “I have seen my dream come true, and my fantasy no longer tortures me. I can live with it.” How much of this movie, about happily blended families and ex-husbands and wives with lovely,…
A.V. Club review. Even better than I remembered—a version of Radio Days in which the nostalgia is present-tense. Some would argue with me about whether it's the last of his films to flirt with greatness (I'll give Deconstructing Harry another shot at some point), but I think it's nearly irrefutable that he'd never again demonstrate this level of comic timing or lightness of touch.
Performances : 7.9/10
Story : 8.9/10
Production : 8.1/10
Overall : 8.3/10
Leave it to Woody Allen to make me fall in love with a musical. Technically it's the worst kind of musical too, the kind of musical with songs that do nothing for the plot. The make the story linger rather than drive it forward. The trick is that Allen does all of this by design. It seems to come off as an homage to classic musicals while simultaneously poking fun at them in a way that only Woody Allen could pull off.
My issue with most musicals (especially those with songs that do nothing for the plot) is that every time they break into song it just comes…
Officially just passed Annie Hall, becoming my favorite of Woody Allen's films.
I have been slowly working my way through Woody Allen’s filmography throughout the past year. I am coming down the home stretch and was beginning to fear that I ran out of good ones. Everyone Says I Love You was a bit of a surprise. I hadn’t heard much about it. Every so often, characters will break out into a lively musical number. Some of the numbers are really, really great. Allen has displayed great comedic timing over the years. This film is really funny and this is due to comedic timing. Allen times everything perfectly. The screenplay is filled with hilarious bits of dialogue. The films boasts a strong cast ranging everywhere from a young Natalie Portman to Alan…
TODOS DIZEM "EU TE AMO"
Novamente, Woody Allen consegue homenagear o cinema de uma forma memorável, e dando sua personalidade á características já existentes.É muito bacana ver os clássicos musicais, uma síntese entre a realidade e a fantasia, quase um conto de fadas. totalmente neurótico e, até certo ponto, pessimista.
Pessoas comuns cantando como tal, este fator faz as cenas atingirem uma naturalidade incomum, e acompanhadas das belas paisagens que o diretor de fotografia adora exibir, torna-se muito elegante e resgata aspectos do cinema, que nos dias atuais, estão se perdendo.
A Fotografia se torna muito interessante, ao observar a diferença que ela faz para desenvolver personagens. Ela consegue transitar entre as emoções e as locações apresentadas perfeitamente. Utilizando soluções…
It's nice to see Woody Allen showing some creativity by making including musical numbers. Familiar tunes with his own lyrics.
Why am I feeling so down suddenly? Hormones are so stupid. Memory Hurts.
Anyway, Thanks Mr. Woody for this nostalgia provoking Musical.
"I'm out of shape, I can't jog. I haven't touched my treadmill in weeks. 572 weeks. That's 11 years."
This ended up being very charming and magical and lovely and, after 5 minutes of contemplation, subtly profound.
Despite terrific performances by Goldie Hawn and Alan Alda, this isn't so good.
The musical number toward the end of “Mighty Aphrodite” turned out to be a hint of what was to come with Woody Allen’s next film, a full-on musical centered on a year in the life of a family of well-to-do Manhattanites (what else?). The songs were comprised of (perhaps predictably) Cole Porter tunes and were sung by actors who had no idea they signed on for a musical when they agreed to be in Woody Allen’s newest.
Roger Ebert had it right in his 4-star review. Of course most of the actors in this film can’t sing. Many of us can’t sing. But we do anyway and that’s the point. Even Woody Allen was smart enough to give himself a…
This is the film that finally confirms that I'm really not a fan of Woody Allen.
I watched most of this through my fingers, parts of it were so horrifying to me. The stilted narration, the characters complaining about life while spending months in Paris, lounging around chasing after Julia Roberts.
The songs were a welcome relief from all of this. But it does make me wonder how bad Drew Barrymore's singing is if they had to obviously dub her.
Yeah, I'm not a fan. Every Woody Allen film I see is him just exercising his ego, falling in love with beautiful women while complaining about rich people problems.
I just can't relate to it.
That said, If…
undervalued Woody, even by me until this watch. The wit is still sharp (the rap concert scene is shockingly hilarious & most of all, the musical sequences all joyous & dazzling, from the opening with the mannequins coming to life to the absolutely stunning end number with Goldie Hawn flying in the air & sweetly singing , just the way the camera shows her off is wonderful. The Julia Roberts/Woody storyline is the weakest point but even that has its moments of joy & underlying sadness ("my dream has come true & my fantasy no longer tortures me. I can live with it.") which may be more autobiographical for Woody than it seems, which maybe makes this film his fantasy that he wishes came to life, or maybe I'm reading too much into it & it's just a great fantastical musical with zippy dialogue and a great, huge cast & Drew Barrymore *heart eye emoji*.
Lighthearted musical about love.
Complete list. :-(