Our review of Rikin’s Festival: Woody Allen’s New York-style testament

Mort Rifkin (Wallace Shawn), Sue (Gina Gershon) and Philippe (Louis Garrel) in a funny, nostalgic and jazzy comedy. QUIM VIVES/The Mediapro Studio, Gravier Productions, Inc. and Wildside SRL

REVIEW – The director pays a fun tribute to European cinema in his latest film, a vaudeville that recycles his old fads.

Woody Allen has the blues. In an interview with Alec Baldwin, broadcast on the actor’s Instagram account of Blue Jasmine Tuesday, June 28, the New York filmmaker expressed his weariness. More desire. More juice. The times are changing. Cinema is no longer what it used to be. The rooms are empty. The platforms are filling up. Movies are eaten like popcorn. Allen is considering a final shoot in Paris, already surveyed in Everybody says I love you and Midnight in Paris.

Death Rifkin, the hero of Rifkin’s Festival seems to announce it: “Boulevard Saint-Michel in the rain, this is a landscape that I would like.” It would be the 50e feature film by the director, now 86 years old.

Allen isn’t what he used to be either. Pariah in the United States since the accusations of sexual assault on his adopted daughter Dylan Farrow, relaunched and amplified by the #MeToo wave, the filmmaker lives in artistic exile. He turned Rifkin’s Festival in Spain, in San Sebastian. History justifies it since it…

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