The last real Woody Allen film
Yes, Sweet And Lowdown was also great-- Small Time Crooks had its minor charms -- and Match Point marked an unexpected return from the sheer incompetence of the four abysmal features that immediately preceded it-- but Deconstructing Harry was, in many ways, the end of a certain type of Woody Allen film.
DH is a comedy, and is one of his strangest films, but it's still a film about relationships, and it's structurally ambitious and sort of novelistic. It seems like the natural comedic impression from the (much more serious) Husbands & Wives, which itself was the darker follow-up, in a way, to Hannah & Her Sisters, which was a film that seemed connected to movies like Annie Hall and Manhattan. In between all those films, there are other dark masterworks like Crimes & Misdemeanors, Another Woman, and more fanciful films like Purple Rose, Zelig... (I can't list them all, he made too many great ones between 1973 and 1994...)
But after DH, he never successfully returned to this particular type of New York relationship film, in part because he has abandoned films where he writes about characters his own age. This one-- about a guy his age caught up with too many younger women-- was the last time. He, thankfully, wrote more to his age when paired with Tracy Ullman in STC, and that film certainly felt like a movie about an older couple, and that was one of the things that really made it work. But by the time he next returned to a film about love and romance and relationships, Anything Else, he was writing about people in their 20s, and he just DOES NOT know how to write characters that age. He fared no better writing for younger characters in Melinda And Melinda. The dialogue that used to sound so perfect in films like Hannah and Manhattan now sounds warmed over and unconvincing coming out of actors that are generations younger than him in the present day...
I can remember watching Husbands And Wives and Manhattan Murder Mystery in the early 90s and thinking, "I can't wait to see what kind of films Woody makes as he gets older." I was looking forward to the insights about aging and getting closer to death, how he would deal with them as interestingly as he faced down the big questions of middle age. Instead, Deconstructing Harry seems to be his last real shot at this-- the end of the road, as he writes about a man his own age, who can't behave like a mature adult, who can't handle adult responsibility and who instead seeks solace in a world of imagination. Although I believe this film was his satire on his "perceived" image in some of the media -- (ie "So you think all my films are strictly autobiographical? Well, how 'bout if I write myself as "The Meanest Man In The World" (original title)? NOW, do you think I'm being 'autobiographical'??)
The sad part is that, while Woody was obviously going over the top to write his character as so much worse than his actual public image-- whores, drugs, non-stop profanity and vulgarity-- the film sort of came true in the following years. His films have become less and less "about" anything. Sweet And Lowdown was really the last film where he had a serious point and made it well. Even Match Point, with its themes of murder and morality, was more of a "thriller" than a film like Crimes And Misdemeanors, which was a serious meditation on similar themes.
Where is Allen's film about getting older? Where is Allen's film about friends dying and getting sick? Where is his film about feeling out of touch with the present day culture? These are the things that are surely happening to him in his life, and he's writing British crime thrillers. The truth is, I don't know if the Woody Allen of today is capable of making a serious film like Another Woman anymore. THAT was a film about getting older and facing up to the life you've lived, and what is left in front of you-- his best film about getting older, and he made it almost twenty years ago. If Bergman was still making films like Saraband into his old age, Woody should be trying to be just as ambitious, instead of turning out junk like Scoop, re-cycling old jokes from his earlier films.
Re-watching Deconstructing Harry now, I can see it's a film that has definite strengths and weaknesses-- but it's an ambitious film, and it's got a definite connection to his previous films, both in terms of style and content.
I wish he would put together a film for some of the actors he used to work with, before his films relied on so many celebrity cameos. He should write a drama, for Sam Waterston and Dianne Wiest, about a couple getting older. He should film it on a smaller scale than his regular films, perhaps for television, as Bergman did. I wish he would stop packing his films with movie stars in their 20s and start facing the final phase of his film career by dealing with life honestly, the way he did in middle age. Deconstructing Harry is an honest film, and a brave one, and he hasn't been half so brave since....