Hannah and Her Sisters-love and meaning: Hannah’s sisters replace her inabilities to love-she was the one that tried to fix their shortcomings, but didn’t succeed-she is the one (Mia Farrow plays Hannah) that is not able to love-Mickey (W.Allen) was hypochondriac because of her “coldness”, her second husband is not satisfied with her fake feelings-Lee plays the role of the spontaneous beauty, gullible female easy-to-get-Holly suffers so much, for she doesn’t trust herself, her talent. Hannah is the ordinary girl, almost banal. She trusts herself!!!
Sweet and Lowdown-Oh, Emmet Ray! Take your strings and allocate some soul to the humanity, for you have so much to offer! 
The nasty character of Emmet(shooting rats and watching the trains, psychanalysed by the sophisticated woman-Uma Thurman-who wants to become a writer) , played by Sean Penn, has a full option personality-he doesn’t want to fall in love. He wants to be free, and thinks that freedom means not to fall in love. In the chains of love, you’re a slave. The final scene, in which he destroys his guitar by angrily smashing it, trying to play train spotting with a superficial girl, gives you the key to his personality: he’s just a child, a gifted one. Hattie, the girl he fell in love and broke up with, was married and happy..without him. This is the bad news for him: though he’s gifted, love doesn’t require geniuses. Love is something different, something that Emmet Ray wouldn’t find out in the movie.
Love and Death-what is love? what is death? the answer is…in the end…when Death, the white person (scene inspired from Ingmar Bergman) takes Boris (W. Allen) and dance with him…mockery upon Tolstoy’s and Dostoievsky’s novels…female infidelity…stupid philosophy (sophistic expressions)…mocking intelligent but coward people…and also the biography of the two authors…intertextualism…surrealistic juxtapositions.
How’s the weather?
I’m here smiling my toes vanquished. Sunset. Cities and dust, frame of the rust.
Then I climb out my body. I feel you staring at me through an apparently widened glass. I’m obscure.
We were not supposed to see each other. That’s what my grandma told me when she had cancer. She passed away few years ago. I cried for you.
It’s my heart that makes me so pink. Pink-the favorite color of your cow. Taming of the shrew…said a poet and I tamed you. You’ve never believed in my mediocrity. Always asked for more of me.
I am what I wasn’t supposed to be. You have to understand the logic of your perception. That’s philosophy and I am poor.
Give me your hand, would you? I am your pair of lungs. I am your shoes. I am anything but you.
In your eyes, C, I’ve hidden my pigeon of emotions
and my wings of despair. You shiver and the rain also
sits frowned on my fingers. I’ve decided
to leave for a second your sight. I ran into your shoulder as a meaningless thought
and my heart doesn’t stop throbbing. It’s you. Near the window of thine slim flat
our love would dance, Cristine. You’re here, I don’t know where. Where did you put my
cup of tea, C? Where’s that steam that comes from your bosomy fish-tanked cheek ocean?
If you read that to me, C, I promise I won’t borrow you my pillow. Instead of this
I’ll cut your hair in front of a rose. Then I’ll kiss you
wearing thine T-shirt as a red lily. I cover yourself into me. I love you.
Again…hormonal activity…unstoppable…everyone says I love you…everyone has hormones…everybody loves somebody…neurotic females and losers who love them without any awareness…romantic tragedies…fidelity…intelligence/ animal instincts…what is the woman?…is it sufficient to fulfill your fantasies?…what is more important: the body or the spirit?…are money essential in one’s relationship?…love is absurd, unpredictable…as death!!!…cliches-here I come!
What happens when a character falls in love with one of his spectators during the movie’s casting inside a cinema hall? He steps into reality and marries the one he is in love with. Or not…because the person who interprets it comes and stops the girl from doing it, being aware that if he didn’t, he wouldn’t become what he really wants: a star. Gil Shepherd desperately looks to stop Tom Baxter from marrying Cecilia. Tom Baxter, the character from the movie “The Purple Rose of Cairo”, is an enthusiast and optimistic explorer, a poet who decides to escape the stage and live his romantic/ fictive life near a beautiful girl, Cecilia. She is the waitress whose marriage with the severe and outrageously rude Monk, a bully who is too ambitious and insensitive to pay attention to her feelings and needs, goes in the wrong direction. Such a tainted marriage cannot have but only one consequence: Cecilia becomes unable to accept the reality she lives in. Cecilia refuses to accept her slavery and falls into a parallel/ fictive world. The director of the movie supports her escape and transforms the dream into reality. He is the God, the being that Tom doesn’t know where it comes from. He is the subject of all the questions, he makes the intersection between reality and movie real. Love can surpass any bound, a cliche exploited so intensively by Woody Allen.
Pleasant one…
