It is no secret.
The stories were simple. The brilliant and funny jokes. The actors are good, charismatic, with heart problems and not of extraterrestrial invasion or something. No, forget the film of Sex & The City, I'm talking about something you do not feel embarrassed to define, even in public, as a "film".
And then the music. Often it was of film music, right now hated by the vast majority of the heterosexual male population and most of the women's under 30.
I love them.
And I also love Woody Allen. He probably realizes the importance of my reverence towards him, and then in 1996 decided to make a film with the same standards of a '50s film. In between is his usual irony and almost all the elements that characterize psychotic his characters, as is usual and wonderful New York, accompanied for the occasion from Venice and Paris.
I am a romantic, in my way ... or maybe just ideally. In any case, the final scene of the film, shot on the banks of the Seine, made me some brividino.
Everyone Says I Love You ...
0 comments:
Post a Comment