I was in love with him before I knew him. He was Woody Allen. Our entire family used to gather around the TV set and watch him on Johnny Carson. He was so hip, with his thick glasses and cool suits. But it was his manner that got me, his way of gesturing, his hands, his coughing and looking down in a self-deprecating way while he told jokes like “I couldn’t get a date for New Year’s Eve so I went home and I jumped naked into a vat of Roosevelt dimes. ” Or “I’d rather be a with a beautiful woman than anything else except my stamp collection.” Things like that. He was even better-looking in real life. He had a great body, and he was physically very graceful.
– Diane Keaton, Then Again (2011)








Fascinating to hear Keaton explain the allure of Allen. The cerebral aspect is a given, but the physical attraction is not immediately obvious to impartial observers. And anybody who ever saw him twirl around behind the Grim Reaper at the end of Love and Death knows how graceful Woody is…
Damn… :-/