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A review by blueyorkie
Annie Hall by Woody Allen
5.0
Reading the script of a cult film is always an opportunity to immerse yourself in a text by having the images scrolling through your head.
With "Annie Hall", Woody Allen is at his best. I read somewhere that the film describes as "A Romeo and Juliet in the land of analysts", and I find this summary rather well regarded.
Neurotic like its author, Alvy Singer is a New York comedian who has somewhat succeeded but is in his 40s painful. He is obsessed with sex and death despite being in analysis for fifteen years. He has already divorced twice. But beyond the biography of Alvy Singer, it is his meeting with Annie Hall that is at the heart of the subject. It is, therefore, above all a love story or, more precisely, the difficulty of lasting romantic relationships.
Annie has everything to be the ideal companion; she is as dizzy as he is distressed. He will lead her into metaphysical discussions and move by her talents as a singer. It would appear that the couple's on-screen crisp buns reflect their arguments, united in reality around the time of the film (1977).
What is surprising in this film and which I love are the special effects that constantly shift the unfolding of the story: fantasies come true, several images come together to tell the life of Annie and Alvy in parallel, Annie splits in two when she makes love and walks around her apartment overwhelmed by boredom, passers-by are taken to task to testify and respond. A whole bunch of tips that give this shameless and scathing confession on the private life of the king of Jewish humour a special status.
With "Annie Hall", Woody Allen is at his best. I read somewhere that the film describes as "A Romeo and Juliet in the land of analysts", and I find this summary rather well regarded.
Neurotic like its author, Alvy Singer is a New York comedian who has somewhat succeeded but is in his 40s painful. He is obsessed with sex and death despite being in analysis for fifteen years. He has already divorced twice. But beyond the biography of Alvy Singer, it is his meeting with Annie Hall that is at the heart of the subject. It is, therefore, above all a love story or, more precisely, the difficulty of lasting romantic relationships.
Annie has everything to be the ideal companion; she is as dizzy as he is distressed. He will lead her into metaphysical discussions and move by her talents as a singer. It would appear that the couple's on-screen crisp buns reflect their arguments, united in reality around the time of the film (1977).
What is surprising in this film and which I love are the special effects that constantly shift the unfolding of the story: fantasies come true, several images come together to tell the life of Annie and Alvy in parallel, Annie splits in two when she makes love and walks around her apartment overwhelmed by boredom, passers-by are taken to task to testify and respond. A whole bunch of tips that give this shameless and scathing confession on the private life of the king of Jewish humour a special status.