In what is becoming an exercise in writing more concisely, I’m going to try to eviscerate a work from a few years back (Dante keeps you up-to-date on modern cinema, while I review things that I can dig up at the local library) in the most succinct way possible. I watched, Woody Allen’s Whatever Works recently and was absolutely appalled by the pathetically low-caliber tone that engulfed the entirety of the film.
