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12 of 13 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Woody Allen on Woody Allen - a review, 19 Dec 2005
This is a well informed,well written and very interesting book. The author has been fortunate enough to interview Mr Allen in depth on a number of occasions and the results make for fascinating reading and offer what is probably, to date, the best Woody Allen book there is.There is no juicy gossip and scandal on offer hear it simply offers the sort of information that all serious Woody Allen fans want to know about the man and his movies.
Each chapter deals with one film only and they are placed in chronological order and includes only the films that he has directed ,not the occasional acting appearances he has made over the years.All aspects of film making are covered here;scripts, casting,technical aspects(cameras lighting etc),music,actors & acting,editing and much more.
This is the most in depth study of Woody Allen and is a must for all fans of his.
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5 of 7 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
'What We Have Here is a Dead Shark..', 6 Oct 2007
If, to paraphrase Woody's character in Annie Hall, a book is like a shark, it has to move forward or it dies...then what we have here is definitely a deceased fish.
In what must surely be one of the greatest wasted opportunities in the history of biography, Bjorkman fails to give us what the title implies; a personal account by Allen that tells us anything significant about himself; not just Allen the writer, the performer or the director, but Woody Allen, the real human being. Known for jealously (and probably wisely) guarding his privacy, one never expected a no-holds barred account, but this is weak, antiseptic and, frankly dull. In short, anything less like Woody Allen would be hard to imagine.
As editor (and interviewer) Bjorkman utterly fails to get close to his subject, to get Allen to relax and open up. Instead he seems to prefer showing off his boringly encyclopaedic film knowledge, but utterly failing to connect with Allen the man. He comes accross as an obstacle to understanding, not an asset. He also seems to be a rigidly structural Scandinavian whose soul was probably laid out with a protractor.
The result of applying this over-analysing, museum-curator's mind to Allen's extraordinary life and achievement is a dry catalogue of interviews, film by film, which grinds on and on. In the course of this we do learn something about the film-maker's directing technique, but nothing of substance about the man's inner thoughts; his hopes, his fears. Allen's work is full of the evidence of inner turmoil, a conflict between the forces of light and dark, laughter and despair. But what drives it? What's the source? Read this and you'll never know.
I love Woody's Allen's work, not only for the ability it gives to laugh at oneself, but for the hours of sheer joy that have come from finding something of such quality. In Manhattan, his character flops on the bed and tries to think what there is in life that makes it worth living. He includes Groucho Marks in his list. I'd agree, but near the top of my list would be Allen himself. What I would give to have had the chance that Bjorkman had... But then isn't that exactly what this book should have done, to make the reader feel that they had actually spoken with the real person?
To be fair to the editor, Allen's personal life had been through some pretty major traumas not long before the book was put together, and one might expect a certain wariness. But even so, this is a huge disappointment.
Of value as an historical record and for students of film, but not the best read if you want to see behind the mask.
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