She: 'You haven't had sex in 200 years!?!?' He: '204, if you count my marriage'. Woody Allen's Rip Van Winkle movie, in which his Greenwich Village jazz musician /health food faddist awakes from an accidental cryogenic immersion to find that he's in 2174, cast reluctantly in the role of Little Man against the Fascist State. Plenty of one-liners, and it has the best banana-skin joke in film history.
Cast and crew
|Screenwriter:||Woody Allen, Marshall Brickman|
Probably a very good film, but hard to tell - I saw it at the Prince Charles Cinema - it was scratched to pieces, jumped, and several times the sound was out of sync with the film. This must be the third time the Prince Charles has done this - best to avoid anything that isn't on current release.