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The good news about Deconstructing Harry is that it is Woody Allen back on form and even returning somewhat to the heyday of still unsurpassed masterpiece Annie Hall (1977) to wind the old Allen neuroses into a kind of grandly existential self-inquisitorial on-screen psychodrama. Deconstructing Harry contains some of the most penetrating writing that Allen has served up in recent years and is certainly Allen at the most self-excoriating and self-loathing we have ever seen him the entire film is a work of self-analysis about unhappiness, the constant failure of his marriages, his Jewish self-loathing and pill addiction. It is also sharply funny one scene where Allens psychologist wife Kirstie Alley discovers he has been sleeping with one of her patients is side-splitting. Woody Allen has been a longtime admirer of Ingmar Bergman and many of his films contain Bergman quotes and parodies Deconstructing Harry could be considered his homage to Bergmans Wild Strawberries (1957). A considerable portion of Deconstructing Harry is fantastic it is filled with dreams, people returned from the dead, characters from the Harry characters fiction come to life to talk to him and the like. The story also pops into the central writer characters short stories and novels (which are always thinly based on his own life). Almost every single one of these is a fantasy story Death comes to mistakenly collect a man who has borrowed a friends apartment as a loveshack; an actor finds he has become out of focus; an extremely funny journey down into Hell with Billy Crystal as The Devil; and a positively hilarious sequence where a Jewish wife finds her husband has eaten his previous family although due to the briefness of each storys telling the net effect is of flipping through a series of short stories that remain unfinished. On the minus side, Deconstructing Harry features Woody Allen experimenting for the first time with brief onscreen nudity and a considerable degree of four-letter language. Far be it from one wanting to join the conservative screen language clean-up campaigners, the result does seem forced and for once the accusations of gratuity in language in a film can be legitimately levelled. Also Allen experiments for the first time with jump edit cuts where it appears he has simply edited the best parts of each take together but the result is a film that keeps jumping about in a distracting manner.
(Nominee for Best Supporting Actress (Kirstie Alley) at this sites Best of 1997 Awards).
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