Starring: Woody Allen, Diane Keaton, Tony Roberts & Shelley Duvall
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"Twins, Max! 16 years-old. Can you
imagine the mathematical possibilities?"
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Annie, there's a big lobster behind the refrigerator. I can't get it out. Maybe if I put a
little dish of butter sauce here with a nutcracker, it will run out the other side.
Woody Allen's romantic comedy of the Me Decade follows the up and down relationship of two
mismatched New York neurotics. Jewish comedy writer Alvy Singer (Allen) ponders the modern
quest for love and his past romance with tightly-wound WASP singer Annie Hall (Diane Keaton,
née Diane Hall). The twice-divorced Alvy knows that it's not easy to find a mate when the
options include pretentious New York intellectuals and lifestyle-obsessed Rolling Stone writers,
but la-di-dah-ing Annie seems different.
A relationship, I think, is like a shark. You know? It has to constantly move forward or it dies.
And I think what we got on our hands is a dead shark.
Along the rocky road of their coupling, Allen/Alvy weigh in on such topics as endless therapy, movies vs.
TV, the absurdity of dating rituals, anti-Semitism, drugs, and, in one of the best set pieces, repressed
Midwestern WASP insanity vs. crazy Brooklyn Jewish boisterousness.
I guess that's pretty much now how I feel about relationships; they're totally irrational,
and crazy, and absurd, but I guess we keep going through it because most of us really need the eggs.
