I remember when this first came out; after the brilliant mid 70's period of Allen - Annie Hall and Manhattan. At the time it was panned by a number of critics; but even back then I thought it was one of the true classics of Allen. I continue to watch it every couple of years - usually on one of those mid week afternoons when you've skived off work and just want to escape into the mind of someone else. Why are we all here; what is the point of anything and why cant we just make some funny films like we used to
Review of Stardust Memories
