Steven’s review published on Letterboxd:
Early winter 1989, a rainy night outside The Varsity Theater.
My date: "Alright, but what about that voiceover at the end? Kinda hokey, right?"
Me: "Oh, do you mean that recording of the philosopher who eventually committed suicide?"
Even as I was fresh, but deep, into movie love, Woody Allen had yet to get his hooks into me - even after Annie Hall (1977), Manhattan (1979), and Hannah and Her Sisters (1986). It was with Crimes and Misdemeanors - a refreshingly self-aware, dual-toned morality tale (sans the moral) - where all of that signature humor ("I gave you my whole life for 2 years!") finally clicked in a context that I could appreciate, dancing to Dixieland jazz on that fine line between cynicism and truth.