Last night I went to see Woody Allen's new film, Midnight in Paris. Halfway through it occurred to me that this was the first time I had seen one of his films on the big screen. It was a really great film, and very funny. But it upsets me that Woody is now too old to star in his own films. As a leading man he was anti pseudo-intellectual (the cinema queue scene in Annie Hall is the classic example) but you knew there was a lot going on underneath the surface. He possessed an intellect that was unpretentious and able to laugh at the world in a knowing way. Owen Wilson can't quite pull this off.
Halloween mask... or, if Woody and Serge Gainsbourg had a love-child
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