Title: Hard to Like
Product review: If Woody Allen were to do another satire of Russian Lit (viz a viz Love and Death), he could do no better than to fashion it after this abysmal offering. I love Chekhov. I don't claim to have known him personally, but trust me, this is no Chekhov. I have no clue what the director was after: Comedy? Farce? Melodrama? Soap Opera? Well, he has followed several of those threads, but actual Chekhov? Nay, nay, I say.To have assembled such a promising cast and to get such risible performances out of them must surely be some sort of achievemant in it's own right. I don't believe they give Oscars out for that, but they do give Harvard Lampoon Awards.BEK
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