Thank god Dan exists so we can forget about Woody Allen

Rewatch. What Mitchell and the BBC studio system accomplish here is a miracle: Jane Austen down in the British mud where she belongs.

Lars von Trier and Gaspar Noe should be made to watch this film on an endless loop until they learn something about basic cinematic decency.

My first Woody Allen movie since Mighty Aphrodite. It will be another 20 years before I try him again. Hopefully one of us is dead by then.