Like Annie Hall's male protagonist, he is a very smart and self-initiated intellectual.
They are tied to the city for sale, relying on theaters and art exhibitions to absorb a little nourishment in the world. They are idealistic left-wing, advocating all retro-profound metaphysics and hating all the superficial realistic practicalities that are popular today. As a screenwriter, director, or writer on TV, you may adore him, but in real life, if you meet such a person, you will most likely find him narcissistic and arrogant, out of line with life.
He loves people, but does he really love people? Every one of his films depicts such a girl, as if it were the luck of a lifetime, but the more I watch it, the more I feel that he only loves himself and that he doesn't leave New York for anyone. It seems that he just needs company, as if the beauty of the world, the Manhattan dusk, books, paintings, is too lonely to enjoy alone and needs to be shared with someone. Does he really love that girl? Will he wait half a year? I'm not sure because he can't stand being alone. He's the kind of guy who has to go for a walk with someone when the weather is nice on a Saturday.
But I really want to give myself some hope, so I always feel subconsciously that he will wait for half a year because she is the surprise in his life.
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