Match Point was directed, of course, by the one and only Woody Allen and, I thought, was quite a departure for him. Sure, we have all the familiar Woodism in full array: love, betrayal, classical music, beautiful framing and characters not shy to speak their minds. Jonathan Rhys Meyers plays a thoroughly-detestable Chris, an ex-tennis star going nowhere fast until he lands a tennis pro job and meets up with floppish upperclass Brit, Tom Hewitt. Tom, has a sister, Chloe who Chris is soon bedding and marrying, and hence begins his climb up the corporate ladder of Chloe/Tom's papa's company.
The thing is, Chris also has the hots for Tom's fiance, Nola Rice (played by Scarlett Yawn-hanssen: this girl is lucky she's pretty cause she sure can't act). What results in the end, when (*spoiler alert*) Chris gets Nola pregnant is a deep, dark slide into murder and mayhew that ends, again I thought, brilliantly in a non-Hollywood ending.
My rating 7 out of 10.
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