Tag Archives: Gertrude Stein.

Midnight in Paris – Woody’s letter to himself.

Woody Allen likes to make films for himself and if other people like them too, well, that’s just darling. If he wants to  copy a Bergman, he does it. If he wants to bash on endlessly about his neurosis, he does it. if He wants to be asking the same questions about the invisible pathways between men […]

Off to see Midnight in Paris this afternoon.

OK – So I am off to see this tonight. I’m going to suspend my Woody “opinions” (like can we PLEASE make something other than an Annie hall remake?) and see if I can just get into the celebration of modernism. I mean, hey!  I’m up for a midnight visit with Gertrude Stein right? I’ll post a […]