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is Woody Allen's 39th film as writer-director

Wednesday, Aug 13 2008

Leave it to Woody Allen to make a romantic comedy in which all the major players end up either single, homicidal or trapped in safe, boring marriages, and where the closest thing to a blissful relationship is a short-lived ménage à trois. Talk about modern love! So, perhaps this review should begin with a disclaimer: Vicky Cristina Barcelona, Allen’s 39th film as writer-director, will do little to endear itself to the happily-ever-after crowd, or to those who consider acts of infidelity punishable by impeachment. For the rest of us, however, Allen has crafted a wry and thoughtful film about the peculiar stirrings of the heart, which is certainly his most accomplished piece of work since Match Point, and his funniest in the eight years since Small Time Crooks.

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Frankly, Scarlett: Woody confers with Johansson on the Vicky set.

Set in Spain, where the blood runs muy caliente under the Mediterranean sun, Vicky Cristina Barcelona begins with two American girlfriends arriving in Barcelona for their summer vacation. Brainy, long-legged and demure, grad student Vicky (Rebecca Hall) is finishing a master’s thesis on Catalan identity. Blonde, impetuous and ready to go wherever her libido leads her, Cristina (Scarlett Johansson) is an aspiring filmmaker who’s recently completed a short about — what else? — why love is so difficult to define. Early in their sojourn, they attend an art opening, where Cristina catches the eye of a broodingly handsome painter, Juan Antonio (Javier Bardem), renowned for his “violent relationship with a fiery woman” which ended in one — or perhaps both — of them trying to kill the other.

Vicky seems appalled, Cristina intrigued — so much so that when Juan Antonio invites both women to abscond with him for a romantic weekend in the town of Oviedo, Cristina readily accepts. “But,” she adds, teasingly, “you have to seduce me.”

Round and round they go: When an untimely bout of food poisoning lands Cristina in bed in a way other than she’d intended, it’s Vicky who reluctantly sets off with Juan Antonio on a tour of Oviedo’s scenic riches and, in due course, falls under his spell. Later, the rules of attraction will reset themselves once more. For a while, Vicky Cristina Barcelona seems to be shaping up as a diverting if insubstantial bedroom farce, with Bardem as a near-parody of the artist-lothario, Johansson as the vivacious bimbo and Hall as the frigid intellectual who learns to let her hair down. But it’s one of the unexpected pleasures of Allen’s film that little about it is as superficial as at first meets the eye.

A hedonist at heart, Juan Antonio turns out to have his own complexities and depth of feeling; he may be an omnivore when it comes to attractive women, but, really, he’s an unapologetic consumer of beauty in all its manifestations — architectural, musical, physical. “Life is short, dull and full of pain,” he tells the women upon their first encounter, effectively summarizing his personal worldview (and, some may intuit, Allen’s too). Likewise, the two female leads have been written by Allen with considerable nuance, even if they ultimately function as avatars for two opposing romantic philosophies — short bursts of intense passion versus a sustained, “meaningful” (whatever that means) relationship over the long haul.

Filming in Spain, like England before it, seems to have rejuvenated Allen, who has put more care into things like composition (the cinematographer is Javier Aguirresarobe, who shot Talk to Her for Pedro Almodóvar), editing and performance than was evident in most of his work of the late 1990s and early 2000s. The result is a movie of real energy, levity and joie de vivre. Then, around an hour or so into Vicky Cristina Barcelona, Penélope Cruz makes her entrance as Juan Antonio’s erstwhile amour and muse, Maria Elena, and sets this heretofore perfectly enjoyable enterprise ablaze like a raging comic fireball. The movie’s much-publicized make-out between Cruz and Johansson follows, though, I would argue, another scene of the two actresses frolicking on a Barcelona hillside — Cruz in a flowing white sundress and toreador’s hat, Johansson in a sleeveless checkerboard top and tight denim shorts — is an even more feverish burst of high-test eros.

A whirling vortex of jealousy, passion and lust, spewing her words in a melodic rush of English and Spanish, Maria Elena is at once too much to handle and the closest Vicky Cristina Barcelona comes to offering up its vision of the ideal woman. And yes — ironically or not — she’s also the one most likely to put a knife in you. Surely, this will prompt the cultural guardians who remain unwilling to separate Allen the filmmaker from Allen the public figure to condemn Vicky Cristina Barcelona as an untenable defense of loose morals and male piggishness. But I for one found something oddly elating in the movie’s assurance that it is better to have made passionate love and maybe almost died at the hands of a jealous mistress than never to have loved at all. To quote Guy Lombardo and his Royal Canadians: “Enjoy yourself. It’s later than you think.”

VICKY CRISTINA BARCELONA | Written and directed by WOODY ALLEN | Produced by LETTY ARONSON, GARETH WILEY and STEPHEN TENENBAUM | Released by MGM and the Weinstein Company | Selected theaters

 Click here for Scott Foundas' interview with Woody Allen.

Reach the writer at sfoundas@villagevoice.com

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