I’ve never once in my life seen any film of mine after I put it out. Ever. I haven’t seen “Take the Money and Run” since 1968. I haven’t seen “Annie Hall” or “Manhattan” or any film I’ve made afterward. If I’m on the treadmill and I’m scooting through the channels, and I come across one of them, I go right past it instantly, because I feel it could only depress me. I would only feel, “Oh God, this is so awful, if I could only do that again.”
A remarkable admission from Woody Allen.
I’m no Woody Allen, but I can’t imagine not going back now and then to read my old pieces. It’s too much fun.
He really doesn’t want to watch Annie Hall — not even once?