Matchpoint is a followup to Allen's earlier film, Crimes and Misdemeanors, and shows how his thinking has evolved. Crimes explored the question of good vs evil and whether there was a god in the universe, and seemed to answer in the negative. Matchpoint picks up where Crimes left off and posits the question: if there is no god, then what determines the good (and bad) fortune of men? His answer: chance. Or dumb, blind luck. And the central character, an erstwhile tennis pro turned wouldbe financier, is certainly lucky. Most of it is plausible, except maybe the end. Maybe I've been spoiled by CSI, but I have to believe the real-life London PD would have got their man, the errant ring notwithstanding.
A good film, but it lacks the emotional punch of Crimes. It also doesn't have any of Allen's trademark humor. For good or bad, Woody plays it straight here. I can't wait for his next comedy.