jeudi 20 décembre 2007

A nervous romance


Pour me consoler, ce soir, j'ai regardé Annie Hall. Il traînait dans le coin depuis un siècle. Je ne sais pas si je vais mieux. A le réflexion, je ne sais pas si Woody Allen me soulage ou m'angoisse.
Je sais que c'est une perle, comme on n'en fait plus, comme Woody Allen n'en fait plus... Le temps de New York, des dialogues interminables, des uh et des y'know, la-di-da, la-di-da, la la...




Alvy Singer: [narrating] After that it got pretty late, and we both had to go, but it was great seeing Annie again. I... I realized what a terrific person she was, and... and how much fun it was just knowing her; and I... I, I thought of that old joke, y'know, the, this... this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, "Doc, uh, my brother's crazy; he thinks he's a chicken." And, uh, the doctor says, "Well, why don't you turn him in?" The guy says, "I would, but I need the eggs." Well, I guess that's pretty much now how I feel about relationships; y'know, they're totally irrational, and crazy, and absurd, and... but, uh, I guess we keep goin' through it because, uh, most of us... need the eggs.

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