Tursiops
Friday 11th November 2011 11:02am [Edited]
Welwyn Garden City
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Newsnight Review has always been fertile ground for arseholes, but Greer really is quite something special.
Talking of pretentious self-indulgent twaddle I have just seen Midnight in Paris. *SPOILER ALERT* After an interminable opening montage of establishing tourist shots (if it had been London there would have been red phone boxes and double decker buses; not a North African mugger or horn tooting motorist in sight), all to the accompaniment of Woody Allen's amateur horn-blowing, we have Woody Allen directing a Woody Allen script in which Owen Wilson plays a scriptwriter who talks, acts and dresses like Woody Allen; after half an hour or so of tired sitcom clichés about culturally insensitive Americans and pretentious pseudo-intellectuals (really!) the plot stumbles into Goodnight Sweetheart territory as Woody, sorry Owen, stumbles through a time porthole into a 1920s Paris where you cannot order a coffee without bumping into Salvador Dali and him asking "Have you met my friends Luis Bunuel and Man Ray?". Just when you think it cannot get any crasser Woody, er Owen, er Woody, trowels on a Hallmark moral about living in the present before ditching his unfeasibly attractive materialstic American girlfriend to take up with an unfeasibly attractive French chick who shares his love of walking in the rain...
Thor incidentally is also shit.