Thanks to my son, I just about have every movie Woody Allen has made on my computer. A little while back, he added “Blue Jasmine” to my collection and a couple nights ago, I got around to watching it. In my view, this is one of Woody’s best. If Cate Blanchett doesn’t win an Oscar for her performance, I’ll be shocked.
The next day while remembering how much I enjoyed the movie, I started thinking about this old/new Woody Allen mess and those child-abuse accusations. It’s a family matter, should be very private but, of course, it isn’t. It, and I’m not sure there even is an ‘it,’ happened 20 years ago, but Dylan Farrow has put it back in the news again.
Gawker recently ran a story about New York Times critic Janet Maslin who thinks Farrow is making the whole thing up and simply wants attention. This very well could me. In my opinion, and this is only my opinion, 20 years ago it didn’t ring true to me and 20 years later it still doesn’t.
20 years ago, I would often get into arguments with friends about still going to see Woody Allen movies after the child abuse stuff came to light. My answer then is still my answer now: I don’t think about his personal life when I’m watching his movies. I’m paying attention to the story being told on the screen.
That’s my view and I’m sticking to it.
I may watch “Blue Jasmine” again tonight or maybe “Annie Hall”—haven’t decided yet.
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