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ANHEDONIA

Whatever.  I could watch Anne Hall no holds bar any day of the year and every day of the year and it never ceases to make the world stop for a couple of hours. Annie’s family reminds me of my family and Chippewa Falls reminds me of Home Acres and I actually do have a Grammy Hall. It’s the movie that says the most about me. It was the first Woody Allen movie I ever saw and it spiraled what some may classify as an unhealthy obsession. Of Allen’s vast filmography I have only seen barely half, but I just bought a bunch of VHS copies off eBay so slowly but surely it will happen.

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