Of all the axioms and witticisms attributed to Woody Allen, the most lasting is “80 percent of success is just showing up.” (Depending on the citation, it might also be “90 percent of life,” but you get the idea.) For Woody agnostics, this can be easily twisted into a criticism — no matter his dwindling cultural profile, Allen continues to churn out new product at a prodigious clip, and the industry keeps on rewarding him with Oscar nominations (three this decade) and substantial financial payouts. After all this time, showing up remains Woody Allen’s key to prosperity.
The most recent example involves Amazon, which spent $15 million for Allen’s 47th film, Cafe Society, a flawed but pleasant enough romantic comedy set in 1930s Hollywood that’s bolstered substantially by stars Jesse Eisenberg and Kristen Stewart. So far, Cafe Society has grossed $11 million since its July release. (That’s better than nearly two-thirds of Allen’s films, though well below recent hits like Midnight in Paris and Blue Jasmine.)
Amazon reportedly also paid a substantial (though unreported) sum for Crisis in Six Scenes, a six-episode TV series that, again, was seemingly sold primarily on the strength of Allen’s bulletproof artistic reputation.
After slogging through all six episodes, I wonder: Does Amazon have any buyer’s remorse? To be blunt, Crisis in Six Scenes is terrible. The writing is terrible, the direction is terrible, the acting is terrible, it looks terrible, and it will make you feel terrible. Unless you decide to bail after the first episode, at which point sweet relief might sweep over you.
Allen stars as Sidney, (surprise!) a neurotic, cantankerous writer who spends his days managing his many health-related phobias in the midst of privileged, upper middle-class comfort in New York City. His wife, Kay (Elaine May), works as a therapist, even though she (like Allen) is well past retirement age. Staying at their house is Alan (John Magaro), a dweebish NYU student who, in the manner of all young Woody Allen protagonists, is basically Woody’s Mini Me. Alan is engaged to Ellie (Rachel Brosnahan), a beautiful blonde who should be out of Alan’s league but, of course, isn’t. The couple appears to be happy but, of course, isn’t, due mostly to Alan’s hemming and hawing about commitment.
After a middling first episode, a whiff of conflict is introduced in episode two the form of Lenny (an overmatched Miley Cyrus), a family acquaintance turned political radical on the run from the police. Oh, have I mentioned that Crisis in Six Scenes is set in the ’60s? For a period piece, Crisis in Six Scenes feels oddly disconnected from the era it represents. It might as well be set in the present — or, rather, Woody Allen’s “present.”
Aside from occasional pop culture references to bygone actors and jokes about the silliness of left-wing political activism, Crisis in Six Scenes exists in the same twilight zone of all Woody Allen projects, in which the bourgeois preoccupations with classical music and pseudo-intellectualism are frozen in 1965. That Crisis in Six Scenes happens to take place around that time is a convenient coincidence. But Allen otherwise doesn’t demonstrate any real feel for the period, much less an understanding of the counter-culture. (Allen also doesn’t bother to acknowledge the link between the protest movements of the ’60s and the activism of 2016, perhaps because he doesn’t keep up with current events.)