This is among Woody Allen’s finest works, second in my estimation to Hannah and Her Sisters. I don't usually get caught up in what people call “great acting” – I tend to focus on the writing and direction. However, the performances here consistently knock me out, to the point where I almost forget about the filmmaking itself. From the very beginning, I’m completely absorbed. There's a particular line, appearing roughly halfway through, when Gabe reads from one of his books: "Was the idea of ever-increasing romance just as false as the possibility of simultaneous orgasm? Rifkin and his wife only achieved that state at the moment they received their divorce.” It’s my all-time favorite.

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