The trouble with being great is the problem of endurance. Woody Allen has been great. However, his weakened muscle tone is evident in "Cassandra's Dream". It plods. And it plods. And...well, you get the idea. Unlike Mr. Allen's snappy Manhattan dramas, this moral tale has a very central and rather boring theme. Ewan McGregor, Colin Farrell and Tom Wilkinson drone and stumble over a rather poor script. No memorable lines here. Lots of hand-wringing. If Colin Farrell's character repeated his particular whining chorus one more time, I would have nodded off. As it was, I was struggling to stay awake. This is not a modern Shakespeare's revelation of Greek tragedy. It is a boring and joyless exercise for Mr. Allen's die-hard fans. It would have been nice if Mr. Allen had worked out a little harder himself.
Review of Cassandra's Dream
