Movie Review: Cassandra’s Dream

Here’s a word of advice for Mr. Woody Allen: “It’s time to head back to Manhattan, Wood Man.”

“Cassandra’s Dream” officially proves that the well in London has run dry for the prolific New York icon, who has been churning out something near to a film per year for three decades. His latest offering completes his English trilogy of mixed genre homicide thrillers. They have gradually declined in value from the gripping character study of ambition run amock “Match Point” (2005) to the passable serial killer comedy “Scoop” (2006) to today’s lifeless and pointless family drama of murder less foul.