For the first half of the year I was praising Manhattan in the 1980s: extramarital couples going to Vivaldi concerts on weekends, young female editors meeting Borges, pseudo-intellectuals rushing to write Woolf book reviews...and Woody Allen For the casting, the actress he chose is exquisite in appearance, smart, capable, independent, and brave (can't help but compare it with the very original sexy but no brain girl that David Lynch always chooses) to watch Tracy in the second half Start eating! In the dimension of love, Tracy is me and I am Tracy... Every other adult in the movie's state of being shameless about their relationship can almost correspond to every adult in my life. I continue to feel physical discomfort, and at the end of the film, Woody Allen When I went to confess to the little girl and wanted to save her, I was so angry that I shivered. These people are all disgusting. I can't understand the embarrassing and ugly situation that adults don't get into in their relationships, and I don't know if they'll feel dwarfed when facing a girl like me, I hope I understand the sooner the better.
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