DECONSTRUCTING HARRY
SYNOPSIS:
Harry Block (Woody Allen), though in late middle age, has never
really grown up. He has a reputation as novelist and short-story
writer, but he has already spent the advance supplied by his
publisher for his next book, and is quite unable to find the
inspiration to work on it. He's had three wives and six shrinks
(one of whom he married), plus countless lovers along the way --
and he thinks he's abnormally sex-obsessed (he can't see an
attractive woman without wondering what it would be like having
sex with her). The film deals with a journey that Harry must make
to a small upstate seat of learning, Adair College, to receive an
award for his life's work. Though flattered, Block is also
nervous and insecure about the trip, and determined to find
someone to accompany him. Trouble is, his latest girlfriend, Fay
(Elisabeth Shue), has chosen this moment to marry Larry (Billy
Crystal), Block's best friend. Block desperately tries to make
her dump Larry and return to him. Another friend, Richard (Bob
Balaban), has heart problems and feels he might not be able to
make the trip, and Block's plans to have his small son, Hilly
(Eric Lloyd), see his father honoured are thwarted because
Hilly's psychiatrist mother, Joan, (Kirstie Alley), refuses to
let him go.
"Deconstructing Harry could well be called The Dance of
the Seven Veils, where the dancer is Woody Allen himself. He
plays his own devil’s advocate, daring himself to edge ever
closer to the abyss of self destruction. Or is it cathartic self
indulgence? Or perhaps a brilliant double cross of all his
enemies AND his friends and family, with his bête noirs thrown
in for good measure. Whichever view we take, the film delivers:
his well worn, much abused (and abusive) neurotic character is
there in full flight, but this time he wallows in his destructive
side, his ineptitude for honest relationships, his misfiring
excuses, his pathetic moral weakness – and his tremulous,
tenuous hold on the creative spark. It’s as if he’s
chosen to jump naked into an icy lake – for the purification
value of it. In the process, Woody Allen brings together filmmaking techniques that are at once disparate and desperate,
plus elements that are intellectually stimulating or vulgar,
crudities and sophistications that collide like crazed marbles in
an earthquake. It’s a full throttle film, from beginning to
end, and when you go to see it, as you must, you should remember
to wear your seatbelt, ‘cause it’s going to be a bumpy
night (apologies to Bette Davis)."
Andrew L. Urban
"Witty, cutting and intellectually stimulating,
Deconstructing Harry is another entertaining journey into Woody
Allen land, where life imitates art. From the firsts strains of
Annie Ross’s seductive voice singing the words of Twisted
("My analyst told me that I was out of my head…")
we know that once again we are entering the world of phobias,
obsessions, neuroses, infidelity, fear of death and pill-popping
hypochondriacs. But this time, things are even closer to the
bone, and digging deeper into Allen’s own closet with higher
degrees of vulgarity and full of self-loathing. There is no doubt
that some will be offended. There’s foul language, sex
scenes, hookers, a visit to an ornate hell decorated by nude
bodies: Allen’s collection of colourful characters are
cleverly interwoven in and out of reality. Coming face to face
with his fictional characters provides a wonderful screen moment
for Allen, whose brilliant mind and wit are sharp and in good
working order. The lines are fast and furious, the laughs
frequent and stinging. The jump cuts accentuate the offbeat,
quirky nature of the subject matter, and give the film an
effective sense of immediacy. The stellar cast shines at every
turn - watch out for Judy Davis’ scene stealer when she
discovers that the affair she is having with her sister’s
husband is over. And there are brilliant ideas well executed -
such as Robin Williams’ character, who suddenly becomes
blurry and out of focus - and indeed is out of focus for his
entire appearance. While Everyone Says I Love You wallows into
romanticism and illusion, Deconstructing Harry has bite and spice
and bares Allen’s complexities boldly."
Louise Keller
"One can understand why Woody Allen’s film has
caused such a sharply divided critical reaction. Having played
such sweet losers throughout his work, Allen has created for
himself a man full of self-loathing, a pathetic middle aged
character obsessed with sex, booze and pills. He’s a writer
of such vivid imagination that ultimately he can’t seem to
separate the fictitious world which now seems so real to him.
Deconstructing Harry is a dark and savage work, one that explores
a warts-and-all, self-obsessed character. Yet, it remains a film
more bitingly hilarious and complex than anything Allen has made
before. From a purely cinematic level, his latest work is one of
a rich maturity, pure artistry, as Allen the filmmaker
experiments with unconventional editing, which perhaps symbolises
his character’s skewed view of the world. Allen’s
darkly wry comments on Judaism, for example, result in the most
intricate of comedic performances by Demi Moore, no less,
illuminating as the fictitious shrink who marries Allen’s
fictional alter-ego (in this case Stanley Tucci) and who reverts
to a curious form of orthodoxy after giving birth to their son.
In one of the film’s most hilarious sequences, Moore insists
on praying before everything, including oral sex. It’s a
deft comment on religious fanaticism nicely conveyed. Her
real-life equivalent is played to the hilt by Kirsty Alley who is
hilariously hysterical when she discovers, to her chagrin, that
Harry has just had an affair with a patient. Harry’s
complaint? That if they’d gone out more often, he might have
had a greater opportunity to meet women he could sleep with. The
usual Allen obsessions are certainly prevalent, but with a
greater degree of focus and intellect, as Allen finally realises
that at 62, love scenes with beautiful women such as Elisabeth
Shue is a tad ridiculous. His is an unashamedly honest and
cathartic film, yet still remains a highly original and funny
piece, unlike the soft romanticism of Everyone Says I Love You.
This is more brazen, more sexual and more frank than we’ve
had from Allen. All of which indicates that unlike poor,
insufferable, self-obsessed Harry, his creator has done a lot of
growing up to come up with this, his definitive statement on The
Human Condition According to Woody Allen."
Paul Fischer
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CRITICAL COUNT
Positive: 4
Negative: 0
Mixed: 2
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DECONSTRUCTING HARRY (M)
(US)
CAST: Caroline Aaron, Woody Allen, Kirstie Alley, Bob Balaban,
Richard Benjamin, Eric Bogosian, Billy Crystal, Judy Davis,
Hazelle Goodman, Mariel Hemingway, Amy Irving, Julie Kavner, Eric
Lloyd, Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Tobey Maguire, Demi Moore, Elisabeth
Shue, Stanley Tucci, Robin Williams, Annette Arnold, Philip
Bosco, Stephanie Roth, Gene Saks
DIRECTOR: Woody Allen
PRODUCER: Jean Doumanian
SCRIPT: Woody Allen
CINEMATOGRAPHER: Carlo DiPalma
EDITOR: Susan E. Morse
COSTUMES: Suzy Benzinger
PRODUCTION DESIGN: Sanato Loquasto
RUNNING TIME: 96 minutes
AUSTRALIAN DISTRIBUTOR: Roadshow
AUSTRALIAN RELEASE: April 9, 1998
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