It seems like Old Times

Ahh the beautiful breathtaking city montages to the melodies of Gershwin and you can almost hear Elliot’s Pufrock in your mind, the city sprawling on the screen and your heart skips a beat mesmerized in the magic of cinema. The next scene cuts to a questioning pitiful little man, wondering about the purpose of life, death, beauty and happiness almost finding it, almost losing it. But the story is not about this man, it is about the viewer who finds himself in the unlikeliest of heroes: the man on the screen. Why do I love Woody Allen movies? Because you can watch every movie a hundred times and still find a new allusion, a new line that rings a bell, a new time that you can feel a part of however old the movie becomes.