There are questions Woody Allen fans can happily argue about for hours, and this may be the biggest one: Annie Hall or Manhattan?
They were released only two years apart, they share Woody Allen, Diane Keaton, co-writer Marshall Brickman and cinematographer Gordon Willis, and both are inseparable from New York. Yet they feel remarkably different.
Annie Hall is funny, restless and inventive. It jumps through time, interrupts itself, speaks directly to us and turns the collapse of a relationship into something funny and painful at the same time.
Manhattan is more controlled. It is romantic, melancholy and visually overwhelming, with the city photographed in black and white and George Gershwin's music giving everything an almost dreamlike quality.
Both films deserve their reputations. But they achieve very different things.