If someone pokes me in the back and forces me to play less B, then I have to say, I don't understand Woody Allen at all, and I don't understand this "Manhattan" at all. I think Woody Allen's role in this role is very boring and painful. He is a little middle-class American intellectual who is full of complaints. In fact, Woody Allen plays a similar character in other works. He kept complaining, complaining about the times, complaining about society, complaining about the flashy and depraved Manhattan, but he just didn't have the courage to leave the city and leave the life that made him keep complaining. He satirizes the people around him who pretend to be B and the phenomenon of pretending to be B, but he never considers himself one of them.
I don't understand what Woody Allen is trying to express with the help of this chatty little intellectual. I have to admit that the lighting and composition of several empty shots at the opening of this "Manhattan" and many scenes are very powerful. But aside from these formal things, I really can't find any other reason to like this movie. Maybe this is called a master, and a master will not be easily understood by lay people like me.
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