Darn that dream

Alice

(1990)

At the start of Woody Allen's birthday weekend, I wasn't really serious about deaccessioning this, as I remembered its having grown in my estimation the past couple of screenings, but this time I found it less than the sum of its parts, and so, yes: it's free to the first taker.

It's not bad, mind you--Mia Farrow adeptly portrays the titular one-percenter coming to realize how empty in her Upper East Side lot, Alec Baldwin is predictably winning in a small role as the ghost of Alice's young love, and Bernadette Peters steals her one scene and practically the whole film as her muse. But the battle lines are drawn pretty one-sidedly, the end is rushed, and the magic isn't nearly as magical as it's meant to be.