I highly recommend the first 73 minutes of this film to everyone. I was greatly enjoying pretty much every minute of it, from the concept to the characters to the dialogue to the plot points, but the ending kills it. The film is beautiful in just about every way, and it is honestly hard to believe that a movie this awesome exists, but the ending kills it. After the film ended, I pounded my fist against the wall, and I had to restrain myself from punching the wall with all my strength.
Perhaps Woody Allen was going for a more realistic ending, since in real life, things don’t usually work out perfectly, but nothing about this movie can be taken seriously since the premise of the film is a movie character coming out of the movie into the real world. (This is a neat concept for a film, but it could have been done poorly had it not been for Allen’s writing that really made the story work well.) So, there is no reason to give a comedy of this nature a serious ending, especially one that is so disappointing and dissatisfying. A sad ending is okay sometimes, but an ending that throws away the viewer’s emotional investment by saying, “I guess it never really mattered much anyway” is repulsive. I’ve noticed that Woody Allen has had a sub-par ending for just about every movie of his that I’ve seen, but this one was an easy fix that he neglected to handle well, which I find, in professional terms, yucky.