Review of Vicky Cristina Barcelona

Since Annie Hall, Manhattan, Interiors, Hannah & Her Sisters I have always looked out for the next Woody Allen film; How he makes neuroticism hilarious, his insight in the dependency on self destructive relationships by people you expect to know better (the intelligent, intellectual kind) and the beautiful, stylish sets where all the issues take place, really take my fancy. Together with the decor of beautiful and smoldering Barcelona I treated myself to this film. The only bad thing about Woody Allen's latest movies I find the casting. In lack of Kate Winslet he chose Scarlett Johansson who I am totally allergic to since I saw her in The Horse Whisperer, because she keeps looking and acting like a six year old. I'm sure she's every man's wet dream with her over-the-top flirtatious platinum presence, but if I were a man I'd find Penelope Cruz brave "don't bullshit me!"-attitude a lot more appealing. She's a real challenge and I like her style! Javier Bardem is the totally annoying self righteous, assumptuous male chauvinist with an attitude like he is "Gods gift to women". I could totally relate to Vicky's reaction like "Oh pulease... take your phony act and ass elsewhere." (Too bad she gave into him all of a sudden, because you don't grant that creep such victory.) But... I loved the art he made! (Wonder what artist made those paintings for this movie?...) Pretty entertaining movie with good insight of people's sometimes so-unlike-their-character actions. Once you have hit your nose that hard you know how to stay away from men like Bardem and see in the future 'TROUBLE!!!' written all over their forehead...