I’m finally tired of Woody Allen. I hate every bit of this movie. So out-of-date and self-absorbed as usual. Even the pretty charming melancholic face of Timothée cannot save it.
The roaring traffic's boom. Silence in my lonely room. I know that! That's from Shakespeare, right? Sir, would you stop for a second? 莎士比亚压倒kitsch的最后一根稻草It's fall. By spring I'll have you up to 10. You don't think I was going to blow this moment, did you?