Sudden Manhattan Movie Review

Hal Hartley darling Adrienne Shelly took a stab at writing and directing her own movie with 1997's Sudden Manhattan, an obvious homage to Woody Allen, about a kooky gal (Shelly) in a certain big city who feels her life coming apart after witnessing two murders. The film has its moments, but Shelly's quirky acting (and painful voice-overs) don't quite work here. She works better when a genius is telling her what to do, not so much when she's directing herself. And the last half hour makes no sense. None.