Woody Allen made one great movie "Take the Money and Run" - 1969 - it was and remains brilliant.
I am a heterosexual male; as such, I was forced by social convention to sit through a thick part of the Woody Allen canon.
Remember, this is me talking.
I would rather endure a nice periodontal marathon at the hands of a lesbian with the shakes and breath like Gary, Indiana in the 1960's
The world thinks that Woody Allen is a genius and that Barack Obama is a great President.
Me? Not so much.
Woody Allen's korpo de laboro irritates me, but Not anywhere near as much as the ubiquitous immediate question asked by every woman ( lover, wife, companion, obligatoy 'take her out, Hickey') who dragged me silently screaming to Annie Hall, Hannah and Her Sisters, Manhattan, & etc. ad finitum, " That was brilliant! Don't You Think?"
I am as yellow as a duck's foot and my reply was usually a nod, or an Uh-Huh.
The nebbish keeps making them movies, but I'll have no more!
I will scream, "No" in thunder! I am almost Sixty Four Years of Age for Chrissakes!
I must change, or risk bursting my aged tripes in frustrated anger! Not to mention the abject @#$%ing boredom.
