I am a mid- twenties, black girl from South Florida, an obvious Woody Allen fan. Annie Hall is one the best things I have ever seen and experienced. Then Vicky Cristina Barcelona. You could probably list those two as Pre Modern and Post Modern Woody, but they are both Woody. What I love about his films is that I can turn the tv on, in the middle of the movie, not even knowing the title, but after hearing the monologue, know its his work.
His latest movie is Midnight in Paris. I was little weary of seeing it after witnessing You Will Meet a Tall Dark Stranger. But Woody writes and writes and writes. His filmography has its own wiki page. It’s inevitable he’ll have a few misses. (i.e. marrying his adopted stepdaughter). But Midnight in Paris, was perfect. Owen Wilson is just pure charisma. That combined with Woody’s wit is good film. Rachel McAdam’s was the girl du jour. A great pair. Wedding Crashers and the Notebook. Who can complain?
The theater I saw it at was perfect. The infamous #440 Angelika art house theater in Soho. Im pretty sure the audience was full of well educated art enthusiasts and PHD’s when they erupted into a roar of laughter after hearing a character being referred to as a “pedantic”. It was like a weird inside joke. And they immediately knew who Cole Porter and the Fitzgerald’s were. Yes, they are great landmarks in time, but I’m used to discussing Vodka and Shoes with friends, not the Great Gatsby and the beginning of jazz, it took me a second, but I got it.
All in all, I loved the movie. I loved the characters. I loved the setting in Paris, New York.
BnLightened 
I saw Midnight in Paris twice in one day. 🙂
The first time was near work, somewhere in Times Square. The second time, right after work, was at the Angelika. It was wonderful.
love that movie, love that theatre