Woody Allen’s tribute to his childhood is a nice little movie. Seth Green(!) plays a fictionalized version of Allen as a child, growing up in Rockaway Beach in the late 1930s. The narrator (Allen) shares the direct and indirect role of radio shows in the lives of his family members in a series of vignettes, mostly comic, but sometimes rather melancholy. There are a few running plot lines–the rise of radio star Sally White (Mia Farrow); Aunt Bea’s (Dianne Wiest) search for love; and the mystery of his father’s (Michael Tucker) job–and they do more than just provide backbone and structure. I really liked it because it’s sentimental without being saccharine. Allen approaches his childhood with real yearning for the past, but it’s grounded. Towards the end of the film, one of the radio personalities muses if anyone will remember them once they’re dead. Allen does, and that entertainment tradition is passed down through him and others that have nostalgia for what used to be.
4/5