Hey, Woody Allen has made a movie that can be watched with relative pleasure. Scarlett Johansson is very good as a woman who chooses to have an affair with the wrong guy (Jonathan Rhys-Meyers). Things go badly, blood is shed, and Woody breaks his string of terrible comedies with a film reminiscent of his own Crimes and Misdemeanors. The movie isn’t great, and it contains some of the standard love-affair-gone-wrong clichés, but Allen shows that he can still make a good movie. Maybe it was getting out of the country to England for its filming that helped. Hopefully, this will start a trend toward better movies from the once brilliant director.