A few days ago, my brother brought to my attention of my "obsession with Mr. Woody Allen" and I had to pause for a moment to really think about that statement. "Am I really that obsessed with him?" The short answer is yes, I suppose. I mean obsession is a pretty crazed word if you think about it, but am I completely enamored by this human being? YES. I am certainly very inspired and in awe of this creative and intellectual genius. And then I came to the horrible realization that I haven't met too many Allen fans. So please, if you love Woody Allen, speak up and let's start a club. I don't want to be alone, because I know I'm not the only one!
I had happened to stumble across this video on YouTube. I remember watching the Oscars in 2002 hosted by Whoopi Goldberg, but I hadn't been introduced to the works of Mr. Allen back then. Watching it now and being the fan that I am today makes me feel so very lucky and happy to know that Woody has always remained the same humble, spirited and neurotic human being. And he never ceases to make me cry and laugh. Thank you so much for being such a huge inspiration to me. I genuinely want to be a filmmaker, because you have inspired me. And I love New York beyond words can say.