I saw this film for the first time in a while on a plane last month. It’s genius. See also Manhattan.
I really enjoyed this great historical maps of Manhattan post by Robert Hempsall, which he says “serves no purpose other than to indulge my interest in old maps (which I seem to have inherited from my mum) and my love of New York.” The one above is from 1660.
This one is from just over a hundred years later, in 1770:
And this one is from 1842:
Bonus footage – the opening to Woody Allen’s masterpiece Manhattan:
It’s taken close to seven years to find that same space to wedge myself into when looking through the advertising surrounding his more memorable films. For the longest time, my reaction wasn’t all that dissimilar to falling asleep in a chair. To someone with their nose stuck in art from post-war Europe, seeing black and white posters with few frills felt like uncovering one missed opportunity after another. I wanted posters that played host to vivid imagery that wore their humanity on their sleeve, not colorless rest-stops for text. Those desires are all well and good, but they miss the spirit of that bespeckled boy from Brooklyn that best comes through by doing more with less.
There must be no greater opening sequence than this, Woody Allen’s 1979 film Manhattan.