Just as New York City was the backdrop in Woody Allen’s "Manhattan," the stunning city of Barcelona is the setting for the romantic adventures of Vicky and Cristina. These two young Americans spend a summer in Spain and meet a flamboyant artist (Javier Bardem) and his beautiful but insane ex-wife (Penélope Cruz). Vicky (Rebecca Hall) is straight-laced and about to be married. Cristina (Scarlett Johansson) is a sexually adventurous free spirit. When they all become amorously entangled, the results can only be described as chaotic.
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Where to start? How about the title? Cristina is the Spanish spelling of that name and the character was an American…and blond at that! Now for the beginning, where in the first hour, just as every other Woody Allen film I have seen, I fell asleep…twice! Finally, I attribute my disinterest in this movie to the lack of boundaries and integrity these characters displayed to the point that I agreed with my mother’s ultra-conservative comment that this movie makes it look likes it’s alright to live in this manner. Far be it from me to judge people that live by such unstructured morals, but too base a movie on this lifestyle is utterly ridiculous to me. The incessant droning of unprincipled dilemmas reminded me of Sideways, which was an entire waste of time.
So why did I see this movie you may be asking. I had no idea what this movie was about, but I did know that Penélope Cruz – love her! – was in it and that she had won the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress. She was fabulous as Maria Elena, reminding me of her past performances in many Almodovar films. Bardem also turned in a good performance as a sultry, confident Spaniard; hardly flamboyant by my terms. Now that I think about it, this movie reminded me of an Almodovar film, in that the subject matter is pretty sophisticated, yet there was absolutely no humor, just an excess of stupidity. I was liking Chris Messina ; what a hottie, but now images available to knight him.