As quaint as Woody Allen always is. It's a neat word to use to describe the director's style. Although the director has been talking about the bourgeois love and distress of the "carbon monoxide-filled" high society and intellectuals in New York for decades, he can still make people smile every time, which is also admirable. Every time the male lead is the incarnation of the director, this time Timotee put on a tweed suit and hummed his lines with his back hunched over. As for the heroine, she is always pure and stupid, so as to reflect the arrogance and inferiority of the unremarkable Kochis towards women. Fortunately, this time, a mother with a story and a female second with a tone are arranged for the male protagonist this time, so that it will not be so politically incorrect, and it also brings unexpected trends to the story. Actresses are no longer the ones to be rescued, and the director has made progress. The rain in New York and the sun in Arizona don't stay together. The male protagonist finally chose the female second who is also a New Yorker. In addition to the native family, there is also the native city that strongly influences us. The director has used nearly 100 works for more than half a century, and continues to show us the power of this influence. New York is so fortunate to have such a blood-related creator.
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