Life and Death as per Woody Allen

Saw Annie Hall today...again. See it as many times as you wish, and find new jokes on life. Woody never even pretends to imitate life, forget about presenting any interpretation, all you might get is a justification for passing the time on planet Earth without any rhyme or reason. The form and style seem to be fresh even today, and the dialogues, boy! Everyone is a freak, and everything is so 70's. The jokes are on him, and Diane Keaton looks so pretty I become her fan. Now I don't mind watching Family Stone even if it is a corny movie.... hell I sound like a freak as well!
Talking of funny dialogues, try this:
Alvy (Woody) is always jealous and insecure and curses Annie's Russian teacher (though it is Alvy who actually forced her to join some adult education course), and says (in one of their many walk-and-talk conversations) "That jerk that teaches that incredible crap course 'Contemporary Crisis in Western Man'!"
Annie (Diane) corrects him: '"Existential Motifs in Russian Literature"! You're really close.'
Alvy shouts back: 'What's the difference? It's all mental masturbation!', though he himself is the biggest jerk in that front.
Annie: 'Oh, well, now we're finally getting to a subject you know something about!'.
Alvy: 'Hey, don't knock masturbation! It's sex with someone I love.'
Annie: 'We're not having an affair. He's married. He just happens to think I'm neat.'Alvy: ' "Neat"! There's that- What are you-twelve years old? That's one o' your Chippewa Falls expressions! "He thinks I'm neat." 'Annie doesn't care... Alvy says: ' Next thing you know he'll find you keen and peachy, you know? Next thing you know he's got his hand on your ass!'

This is just one piece. There are plenty, almost all the way, where you can't control but laugh and think.

Alvy is obsessed with the concept of death, so every book he presents to Annie will have the word 'death' in its title. Of course he is scared as hell (of accident and death) when Annie gives him a lift in her car and drives as carelessly as possible. The hypocricy reminded me of the intellectuals of the land of "Huko-Mukho-Hyangla".

The movie is presented as a big canvas to portray the American intellectual history and the European influence on it, though this is not done in a very explicit way, which is even better. I surely did not like the attempt in Forest Gump (though as a piece of American self-critisism this can be considered as a rarity). May be some day we will chat on how a personal story can reflect a nation's history w.r.t. Ghare-Baire (Home and the World: Tagore/Ray).

I must admit that I need more education to appreciate Woody's every work, I did not like some of them. But this one is a masterpiece that can be enjoyed by anyone, like "Meghe Dhaka Tara".

So rush, rent the DVD and see the movie to believe how smart this man is.