Blue Moon Martini, Xanax-Stuffed Appetizer with Denial on the Side
Blue Jasmine is a typical Woody Allen comedy. Jazzy tunes, a fucked-up protagonist and a simple plot that flows around the characters' flaws. Jasmine is broke, delusional and hooked on Stoli martinis. Before she was, Jasmine had her whole life figured out. She had a successful social life and was married to a wealthy finance mogul. When her husband's financial fraud was discovered, Jasmine's world collapsed. She lost everything she had from the money to the husband who committed suicide in jail. Now she is forced to leave New York City and temporarily move in with her sister in San Francisco to start a new life. This witty film reminds me a lot of Allen's Melinda & Melinda in which the core protagonist was also a mentally damaged alcohol and pill-popping addict. Woody Allen definitely has a thing for depressed yuppie female leads. Those generally occupy my favorite Allen movies. The way the writer punctuates the basic plot with insightful flashbacks transforms the story into a very interactive viewing experience. Blue Jasmine's cast is impressive. Actors and comedians from Louis C.K. to Peter Sarsgaard and Alec Baldwin are part of the picture. But the main character and by far the most mind-blowing performance of the panel is Cate Blanchett's. She is phenomenal and masters the art of a cinematic nervous breakdown with such dexterity that those 98 minutes alone are an Inside the Actors Studio's seminar of its own.
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