Bananas

Woody Allen's 1971 absurdist comedy about a gadget tester who accidentally becomes president of a revolutionary Latin American country — and somehow makes it funnier than it has any right to be.

Why Bananas Still Lands After 50+ Years

Here's what's remarkable: a film from 1971 about American meddling in Latin American politics shouldn't feel this sharp in 2024. But Bananas does. The joke isn't about the revolution itself — it's about the bureaucratic insanity that follows. New government in power? First decree: Swedish becomes the official language. Second decree: citizens must change their underwear every half hour and wear it on the outside so inspectors can verify compliance. That's not just absurdism. That's a specific, deadpan parody of how authoritarian systems work, and it hasn't aged a day.

The setup is simple. Fielding Mellish (Woody Allen) is a nebbish consumer-products tester — someone whose job is to break things for a living — until his politically passionate girlfriend Nancy (Louise Lasser) dumps him for not caring enough about social justice. Devastated and directionless, he impulsively travels to the fictional San Marcos, gets swept up in a revolution, and somehow ends up as the country's new president. What follows doesn't have a traditional arc. It lurches. It doubles back. Scenes pile absurdity on top of absurdity without apology — a courtroom trial where Fielding cross-examines himself, a guerrilla training montage that plays like a Borscht Belt sketch transplanted to the jungle, a wedding night that's honestly funnier than most modern comedies manage in their entire runtime.

The performances are what elevate this from sketch comedy into something with actual structure. Carlos Montalbán (brother of Ricardo) plays the deposed dictator Vargas with complete seriousness — he never winks at the camera. That commitment to playing the absurdity straight is everything. Jacobo Morales, a Puerto Rican actor and filmmaker, brings genuine warmth and conviction to the revolutionary leader Esposito. And Louise Lasser, Allen's real-life ex-wife at the time, makes Nancy feel both ridiculous and oddly believable — a woman who mistakes political conviction for personality.

Allen directs with manic energy. He and co-writer Mickey Rose (who'd collaborated on Take the Money and Run two years earlier) clearly believed the funnier move was always to push harder, faster, weirder. Eighty-one minutes. No filler. The film knows it's short enough that you'll forgive almost anything.

Where to Stream & Quick Facts

Here's what you need to know before hitting play:

• Directed by: Woody Allen (who also stars and co-wrote)
• Released: 1971
• Runtime: 81 minutes
• Rating: PG-13
• Cast: Woody Allen, Louise Lasser, Carlos Montalbán, Jacobo Morales, Nati Abascal, Miguel Ángel Suárez
• IMDb score: 6.8/10 (based on ~40,000 votes)
• Rotten Tomatoes: 83% Fresh
• Metascore: 67/100

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The Production Story

Allen and Mickey Rose shot this thing fast, partly in Puerto Rico standing in for San Marcos. Allen kept the production lean (budget-conscious, too) which actually suited his improvisational instincts perfectly. The constraints forced decisions rather than allowing for endless takes.

The ensemble cast is the secret weapon here. Most comedies of that era relied on a single star carrying the whole thing. Bananas does something smarter — it surrounds Allen with character actors who commit fully to the absurdity. Nati Abascal and Miguel Ángel Suárez fill out the San Marcos sequences with a lived-in authenticity that keeps the satire grounded instead of letting it float off into pure sketch territory (which it absolutely could have done, and probably would have, in less careful hands).

The film earned two award nominations, which suggests the industry took it seriously even if some viewers found its scatter-shot structure too loose. That 83% on Rotten Tomatoes — still holding strong after five decades — reveals something interesting: the film keeps finding new audiences rather than coasting on nostalgia. People keep discovering it works.

The Thing Nobody Mentions: Allen's Comic Timing

I keep coming back to the trial scene. Fielding attempts to cross-examine himself. It's a set piece that gets quoted in film schools not because it's clever (though it is) but because Allen's delivery is so precise, so tightly wound, that you believe he's simultaneously defending and prosecuting his own testimony. The nervousness feels genuine even when you know it's calculated. That's the difference between a comedian and a comic actor.

What's striking is how willing Allen was to let the weird gadgets and pratfalls carry sequences that could've been dialogue-heavy. There's a slapstick energy here that gets buried under discussions of his later, more philosophically ambitious work. But Bananas is proof he was always a physical comedian first — someone who understood that the funniest moments often come from what bodies do, not what mouths say.

The film's willingness to satirize American foreign policy at a moment when that satire had actual political teeth probably helped it age better than expected. It's not making fun of revolution. It's making fun of how American media and American government treat revolution — as a spectacle, a problem to solve, a backdrop for American anxieties rather than something with its own logic and stakes.

If You Liked This, Try...

Coming next: If Bananas clicks for you, Allen's Take the Money and Run (1969) shares the same mockumentary sensibility and co-writer. They're spiritual cousins — both open with fake authority-figure framing. Or jump forward to Love and Death (1975), which uses a similar scattershot approach to satirize war and philosophy.

For non-Allen absurdist comedy with political edges, The President's Analyst (1967) or The Party (1968) with Peter Sellers operate in similar territory — comedy that doesn't apologize for its weirdness.

Final Word

Bananas isn't polished. It doesn't want to be. It's loose, occasionally shaggy, proudly chaotic. But for anyone who wants a comedy that actually has something to say about power, media, and the fundamental absurdity of political conviction — who wants jokes with teeth instead of just setup-punchline-laugh — it's genuinely worth eighty-one minutes. The performances are sharp. The satirical instincts haven't dulled. And Allen's comic persona here is unguarded in a way it rarely is again.

Stream it free if you can find it. Buy it if you can't. Either way, don't sleep on it.