i would definitely support any two 'scantily clad cocktail waitresses' who want to make woody allen's dream come true by stomping him to death. indeed, anyone, cocktail waitress or not, has my unconditional support in their efforts to stomp woody allen. at least there wouldn't be any more woody allen movies, of which there are way too many. actually, i could do without anything woody allen ever made, not to speak of his basic persona, which makes me ashamed to be a human being. you know really i don't see anything by woody allen unless some woman drags me, so i missed his cult-of-the-artiste francophile jivefest midnight in paris. so perhaps i shouldn't express an opinion. ok, keep buying tickets and wake me up when he's over.