by Woody Allen
Am I a bad person because when I saw Woody Allen had a memoir I immediately wanted to read it? Am I a bad person because I thought it was funny and I enjoyed reading it? Am I a bad person for finding his account of the whole molestation mishigoss is credible? No! I’m a bad person for other reasons, not these.
He’s funniest talking about his early life. Once his career takes off it seemed to get more matter-of-fact; once we are in his late career, the movie titles flying around and actors and actresses who were all wonderful, drop-dead sexy, beautiful, amazing, a joy to work with, etc. etc. and all the other famous people he’s met and known, well, it makes your head swirl a little.
So it wasn’t wall-to-wall comedy, but it was enough to be worthwhile and remind me why I’m a fan.
Incidentally, my favorite of his movies in order are:
- Annie Hall
- Manhattan
- Stardust Memories
- Love & Death
Yeah, really going out on a limb there, I realize.
And incidentally if you want to read something supportive of Mr. Allen, this statement by his adopted son Moses may be the best.
No matter what anyone thinks of him, he is a comedy genius.
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