Ken Levine agrees with me on Match Point, and I really appreciate his blog's accessible tone, to say nothing of all the helpful info he offers on crafting good film/tv. Of course, no one respects Woody Allen more than me, but I'll almost go so far as to say that I didn't believe he had lost his gift UNTIL Match Point. I could endure all the surface-y screwball comedies of the last few years (ok, not Anything Else, or Melinda Melinda). But when he deigned to plagiarize his own movie--and my second favorite of his ouvre (Crimes and Misdemeanors: see it)--he really proved to me that he is out of things to say and, at least with this film, only interested in repurposing his most stirring moral drama so he can finally make some money with it via that little cash vessel known as Scarlett. Celebrate Woody Allen, I say. He's worth celebrating, just like a great writer from the '70s and '80s who has retired. But let's not say this shallow film with pretty actors and a very predictable plot is phenomenal when all it is is a return--and a forgettable, merely average one--to the plots of Woody Past.