Provides the screenplay for Woody Allen's movie about the relationship between three sisters and how Hannah's husband and ex-husband become involved with Lee and Holly
Noted American actor, screenwriter, and filmmaker Woody Allen, originally Allen Stewart Konigsberg explored the neuroses of the urban middle class in comedies of manners, such as Annie Hall (1977) and Deconstructing Harry (1997).
This director, jazz musician, and playwright thrice won Academy Award. His large body of work mixes satire, wit and humor in the most respected and prolific cerebral style in the modern era. Allen directs also in the majority of his movies. For inspiration, Allen draws heavily on literature, philosophy, psychology, Judaism, European cinema, and city of New York, where he lives.
Jesus, Woody Allen scripts have a helluva lot of description and direction in them!
HANNAH: (eating, nodding) H-H-Hello! The score of classical music is in time with the following of Lee's stammers: LEE: (agreeing, dusting, walking over to the piano) So I-I-I was thinking... HANNAH: (overlapping) D-D-Did you l-l-l-like those clams?
If actors are supposed to take them seriously, there's a lot of eating talking and walking and stammering at the same time and scratching the head etc. It's detailed but surely it's just to give an impression of the scene's fluidity. I doubt I could hold the script up to the film like a little checklist and be like 'Eating, talking, nodding, agreeing... Well done, Mia: the full package!' Ahaha
I think they still make films like this but I don't think they're as lauded anymore. Seems like too much of a luxury—white people whose problems aren't serious, and then the problems go away anyway—to be taken seriously.
But it's a real joy to watch, I tell you! Probably my favourite of his films :)
A film I always loved and used as reference whenever it came to dialogue. The chorus of women here is pure song, all unique in their own right and so full of life. Siblingship. Femminity. Love.
It’s in the third act that Woody Allen slips himself in to make it a bit ego-centric with the idea of the self and the death of the self. The big question: What is the point of life? This little interruption is what makes the whole film work for me, because it makes you believe that all these little attachments. Love. Work. How to balance both. Career and passions. Past loves. How it all is stitched together and creates this tapestry, a warm blanket that I like to wrap myself with.
Reading the script is looking at each character’s face up close. The parantheticals paint motions. Little quirks. And with so much attention to detail, it proves Allen was king in craft (at the time) and that a lot of love went into these characters. There’s a tenderness that is then overwhelmed with a great sense of charm by the end that it becomes a portrait of how people need people. How they come together and what they offer each other. How we offer little bits, gory bits, of warmth so that we don’t end up putting up a pistol to our temples.
Had always wanted the script the first time I watched this, lying naked on the bathroom floor, in tears post-break up, wondering how life could be more beautiful if all love was lost for me. And here it was. Charm pulled those tears out of me. Gave me hope. Gave me a lifetime of rewatches for moments when my heart is out of order and I need some kind of faith.
*I waited for about 10 years to get this script, finally jumping the gun when I had a bit more money, but it was always a text I knew I needed the first time I watched the film a decade ago.
Given that this film is on my list of Top Ten Ever, it is no surprise that I would give a high rating to the screenplay. Allen, nutty as he is, is also a genius when it comes to screenplays, writing, directing, music selections, the Knicks… Though I struggle with him and some of his life choices, I can't quarrel with his films or books. Found this copy at Chatterton's in LA on the sale shelf. One dollar for a collection of wit and human understanding from Allen.A Valentine's Day gift to myself.
I found a copy of this screenplay in a (fucking amazing) used bookstore much like the one featured in the movie. I really thought Michael Caine was going to appear and buy me a book of e.e. cummings' poetry in attempt to win my heart.
Anyway, the script is every bit as wonderful as the actual movie.
Woody Allen used to be worshipped some decades ago, when his films were the quintessence of chic, savoir faire, erudition, amusement, refined intellectualism and he became an idol, a legend, before Cancel Culture, Woke Waves hit the movie scene and now he could be a sort of pariah, an exiled old man, from a different generation, one that is not only passé, but quite noxious, to be avoided.
Somehow, I feel no need to jump to his defense – yeah, right, as if this mosquito here would do anything with its trunk, for or against the film maker – and there is a sort of nostalgia, when seeing again some of his work http://realini.blogspot.com/2019/09/h...
Yet, for all the joy he has brought and the gratitude that needs to be expressed – or doesn’t it maybe – the once revered artist has a long list of accusations against him, and the evidence may be there, for all to see…
I do not know the details, but he has had a relationship – I guess they are married now – with the adopted daughter of his ex-wife, Mia Farrow, and though he denies it, the latter says that he started ‘grooming’ the present spouse when she was still under age, which will make him a felon, if proved in court…
Mia Farrow is a character, and she had been the spouse of…Frank Sinatra, and we have a spicy, amusing story about this connection in the ravishing The Kid stays in The Picture http://realini.blogspot.com/2015/09/t... by Robert Evans, himself a legend
Robert Evans has started as an actor, and then he would be a producer – so he could say The Kid Stays in The Picture – and head of Paramount Studios, the one that gave cinephiles The Godfather (he is actually mentioned for that in…Barbie) Chinatown, Rosemary’s Baby, Love Story, The Great Gatsby and many other landmarks and classics
For Rosemary’s Baby http://realini.blogspot.com/2021/01/r... he brought from Europe the now reviled Roman Polanski (well, admired at the same time, but for his cinema, not the sex he has had with a girl that was what, fourteen) and enlisted Mia Farrow.
Her then spouse, the capricious, sometimes mobster-like Frank Sinatra, was upset when the film was not finished on schedule and thus he demanded that his wife ends her activity on the set and comes home.
Mia Farrow did not want that, went on to finish what is now one of All-TIME 100 Best Movies, which had an immense success, while the movie Sinatra finished then was a flop, so according to Bob Evans, Mia Farrow wanted him to take an ad in Variety or another major film publication, which would have on one page the box office of Rosemary’s Baby (which was colossal) and opposite, the takings of Sinatra’s bomb
Think about this, how could one be intimate with Sinatra, a phenomenal artist – probably the inspiration for that figure in The Godfather, who comes to the head of the Mafia to ask for influence, so that he can get roles again, and in consequence we have Robert Duvall visiting, as consigliore, and then the movie mogul complains, he is told to take on the ‘fake Sinatra’ and when he does not accept the ‘offer he could not refuse’, he has that unforgettable head of his beloved horse, Khartoum, as in the capital of Sudan, now in a civil war for months, in his bed, which is filled with blood, one of the best known and horrifying scenes in classic cinema- but quite a mobster in behavior at times?
And at the same time, or just a little later, fall for someone like…Woody Allen, I mean you could not get two more opposing fellows if you searched around the earth, and yet, the ‘penny dropped’ just now, for there you have it, if Sinatra congregated with the goodfellas, he had some objectionable side, dark corners and all, then Woody Allen had this obsession with younger women, that is exposed in his work actually
Future critics, film lovers may be harder on Allen than on Sinatra, with roles reversed, if Woody Allen would have been seen as ‘innocent, gullible, easy prey and so on’ decades back, now we could see him and the films with another lens, from a different angle, he was often the much older man, with an interest in a virginal girl
Take Manhattan, wherein Muriel Hemingway was as young as you can get, and the character she played was a girl without defense, who falls in love with…Woody Allen, and yes, the male personage keeps on saying that he is older and all that, but the script takes the connection to…intimacy, and that could not be right, could it?
We have a marvelous book to read, Intellectuals http://realini.blogspot.com/2014/06/i... by Paul Johnson, from where we find about Leo Tolstoy, Ernest Hemingway, Henrik Ibsen, Jean Jacques Rousseau and others, who have been massive creators and thinkers, but as humans…give me a break
Hence we need to make the separation, in the case of Woody Allen, perhaps enjoy his films and not think (too much) about his character, or lack thereof, and then who am I to proselytize here, one way or the other?
Now for a question, and invitation – maybe you have a good idea on how we could make more than a million dollars with this http://realini.blogspot.com/2022/02/u... – as it is, this is a unique technique, which we could promote, sell, open the Oscars show with or something and then make lots of money together, if you have the how, I have the product, I just do not know how to get the befits from it, other than the exercise per se
‘Fiction is infinitely preferable to real life. As long as you avoid the books of Kafka or Beckett, the everlasting plot of fiction has fewer futile experiences than the careless plot of reality. Fiction's people are fuller, deeper, cleverer, more moving than those in real life…Its actions are more intricate, illuminating, noble, profound…There are many more dramas, climaxes, romantic fulfillment, twists, turns, gratified resolutions…Unlike reality, all of this you can experience without leaving the house or even getting out of bed…What's more, books are a form of intelligent human greatness, as stories are a higher order of sense…As random life is to destiny, so stories are to great authors, who provided us with some of the highest pleasures and the most wonderful mystifications we can find…Few stories are greater than Anna Karenina, that wise epic by an often foolish author…’
Disappointed when I realized that this is actual a transcription of the film, instead of the original screenplay as written by Allen. But even as such it still reads as a great story, even after having seen the film as frequently as I have. He isn't a stickler for plot (at least the way they beat you over the head with it in Screenwriting classes); but he has a knack for drama and in this instance the action arises out of the way he depicts interpersonal relationships. The ending has shades of deus ex machina as the affair between Elliot and Lee appears to be the focal point of most of the tension, which virtually deteriorates without much of a penultimate confrontation; but there is still a subtle and charming honesty evident as the situation doesn't unravel into a run-of-the-mill soap opera.
Creo que esta historia es demasiado sencilla pero al mismo tiempo ya entiendo como es tam querida por tanta gente. Si me gusto y creo que es de los mejores trabajos de Allen. En cuanto a la historia, Elliot nos enseña como los hombres no valen la pena y como el casamiento tampoco.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
This is actually the screen play for the movie. Which is actually a life story of Hannah and of course her sisters, who Hannah finds herself somewhat in charge of.
در «هانا و خواهرانش»، وودی آلن نهفقط قصهای خانوادگی روایت میکند، بلکه تابلویی از اضطرابِ اگزیستانسیال، عشقهای ناتمام، شکستهای ناپیدا، و جستوجوی بیوقفهی معنا در دل مناسبات بورژوایی نیویورک را به نمایش میگذارد. فیلم همچون یک سونات سهموومانه است که هر موومان، در جان دیگری تنیده شده؛ خواهران، معشوقان، شوهران و طنین عبور زمان.
هانا، محور ظاهری آرامش، درخشش و تعادل است. زنی مسئول، حمایتگر و موفق، اما بیصدا در حال متلاشی شدن در مرکز این دایره. در مقابل، لی و هالی، خواهرانیاند که یا در چنگال وابستگی عاطفیاند، یا در گمگشتگی و سرگشتگی خودویرانگر. آلن با دقتی روانکاوانه، این خواهران را نه تیپ، بلکه نمودهایی از اضطرابهای طبقه متوسط فرهنگی به تصویر میکشد؛ آنان که میان تمنا و معنا، در نوساناند.
فیلم پر است از مونولوگهای درونی، دیالوگهایی که گاه از جنس طنز گزنده وودی آلناند و گاه نزدیک به جملاتی از نیچه یا کامو: «آیا زندگی ارزشی دارد اگر پایانش مرگ است؟»، «آیا عشق میتواند حقیقت را خفه کند؟» و البته، صدای فروخفتهٔ یک فیلسوف ترسخورده که در کالبد شخصیت آلن – مایکی – زیست میکند؛ مردی که به سرطان مشکوک است، و این اضطراب مرگ، او را به طغیانهای فلسفی و جستوجوی مذهب، هنر، حتی عرفان شرقی میکشاند. اما در نهایت، پاسخ را نه در خدا، نه در عقل، که در بیمنطقی سادهی عشق مییابد. و این همان بیانیهٔ سینمایی آلن است: معنا، اگر هم باشد، محصول بیدلیلترین چیزهاست.
فیلم از نظر فرمی نیز استادانه ساخته شده. روایت غیرخطی و اپیزودیک، همراه با فصلبندیهایی که عناوین ادبی دارند، یادآور ساختارهای رمان مدرن است. در دل این روایتهای موازی، نگاه دوربین، همچون ناظری بیطرف، بر زندگیهای درهمتنیده میچرخد. تنشها، اغلب نه با فریاد، که با سکوت، با مکث، با یک نگاه در رستورانی شلوغ یا در یک اتاق نشیمن غمزده، شکل میگیرند.
موسیقی جاز هم یکی از شخصیتهای محوری فیلم است؛ ضرباهنگی آرام اما بیقرار، همراه با قطعاتی از باخ و سیناترا، که بر دلمشغولیهای ابدی آلن دربارهٔ گذر زمان، عشق، مرگ و بیثباتی انسان تأکید میگذارد.
در نهایت، «هانا و خواهرانش» بیانیهایست درباره شکستِ قطعیت. درباره رهایی در دل شک، معنا در دل بیمعنایی. وودی آلن نه از موضع دانای کل، بلکه از جایگاه انسانی متزلزل و پُرسؤال سخن میگوید. او به ما نمیگوید چه باید کرد، بلکه نشان میدهد چگونه آدمها، با تمام تناقضها و زخمهاشان، همچنان ادامه میدهند… و شاید همین «ادامهدادن» معنای زندگی باشد.
«هانا و خواهرانش» یکی از صمیمیترین و عمیقترین آثار وودی آلن است. فیلمی که در آن فلسفه، طنز، عشق و خردهروایتهای انسانی چنان درهم تنیدهاند که تماشایش نهفقط تجربهای سینمایی، که تجربهای انسانیست.
3.5 stars. A fun (albeit slightly dated) script for our now virtual play-reading group. It's funny that Hannah is at the center of the script's title because she is mostly along for the ride and doesn't evolve much if at all as a character. She seems to be the reliable constant in everyone's life. The spotlight is instead focused on her two sisters, Lee and Holly, as they seek out their callings and look for love, eventually "coming into their own" by the end. Mickey, Hannah ex-husband, is the other main character. He's a classic Woody Allen alter-ego; a paranoid hypochondriac TV producer who is paralyzed by a perpetual existential crisis. Elliot, Hannah's husband, goes through his own chaotic transformation, though I wish I could say he was a more developed or likeable character. Special shout out to the sisters' mom, Norma, who is the epitome of a spry old lady. She may have been my favorite character of the bunch.
The version of the script I received was not without a large number of typos and formatting issues (including one very funny Freudian slip when one characters "humps into" a record stand). Not sure if this edition is any better.
Este es el primer guion de cine que leo, y aunque no he visto la película, la experiencia de leerlo fue muy agradable. Me gustó la combinación de humor irónico y drama, con personajes que enfrentan dudas, problemas, miedos y alegrías de una manera que se siente real. Al principio, las instrucciones sobre escenografía y música me parecieron algo molestas, pero una vez que me acostumbré a ellas, la lectura fluyó rápidamente. Lo único negativo fue que me quedé con ganas de conocer más a los personajes y sus vidas pasadas. Aunque el guion cubre lo esencial para una historia de dos horas, me hubiera encantado que fuera una novela y saber más sobre los personajes.
Wonderful movie. But I'm only giving the script three stars for this reason: this book is the script as typed by someone taking dictation from the finished picture. That is: it includes the interruptions and hesitations that I don't think you'd see in the shooting script. What would be interesting is to have the shooting script at the beginning of the book and then add the "finished movie script". But that would require some creativity from a publisher who's just trying to make an easy buck.
Probably tided with Manhattan for his best screen play. It lives on the page and is readable, and well developed. I feel a lot more sympathy for Hannah and Holly after reading it. I also find Eliot and and Mickey to be well developed on the page.
I also see with the stage direction some things that are enhance with the reading and may be hard to convey in a scene. I love the humanity of the play and the almost Shakespearean sister swapping that occurs in the play.
آلن نابغه است. انگار دنیا رو جلوی خودش گذاشته و از پیچیده ترین موضوعات پیش روی بشر چند مورد به ظاهر نامرتبط و گزینش کرده و فوق العاده ماهرانه فیلمنامه اش و با ایجاد ارتباط بیرون کشیده. رگه های ابزوردیسم آلبر کامو به خصوص The Myth of Sisyphus در این اثر کاملا مشهوده. …یه روز، حدود یک ماه پیش .دیگه به آخر خط رسیده بودم یهو احساس کردم تو یه دنیای بدون خدا .نمیخوام به زندگیم ادامه بدم بعد، تفنگی که خریده بودم رو .پر کردم و گذاشتمش روی پیشونیم و یادمه این فکرو میکردم که .میخوام خودمو بکشم بعد فکر کردم، اگه اشتباه کرده باشم چی ؟شاید « خدایی وجود داشته باشه » .و هیچ کس شناختی ازش نداشته باشه بعد فکر کردم .نه، « شاید » به اندازۀ کافی خوب نیست من یا « مطمئناً » میخوام یا هیچی و خیلی خوب یادمه که ساعت داشت تیک تاک میکرد. و من اونجا خشکم زده بود، با تفنگی که روی سرم بود با خودم کلنجار میرفتم که شلیک کنم یا نکنم یه دفعه، تفنگ در رفت. خیلی دستپاچه شدم ،چون نزدیک بود ماشه رو بکشم.! ولی خیلی عرق کرده بودم و لولۀ تفنگ .از روی پیشونیم سر خورد و گلولهاش بهم نخورد. .همسایهها، با مشت میکوبیدن به در خونه و … نمیدونم … غلغلهای به پا شده بود … و من … دویدم به سمت در ، نمیدونستم چی بگم .خیلی دستپاچه و سرآسیمه شده بودم ….تو یه لحظه فکرم هزار جا رفت .و من فقط یه چیزو میدونستم باید از خونه میزدم بیرون، باید هوای تازه میخوردم …….رفتم تو یه سینما. نمیدونم چه فیلمی پخش میشد… رفتم توی لژ طبقۀ بالا و نشستم… و این احساسو پیدا کردم که چطور به فکر کشتن خودت افتادی؟ کارت احمقانه نبود ؟ به اون همه آدم توی فیلم نگاه کن ،اونا واقعاً خندهدارن و چی میشه اگه بدترین حالت اتفاق بیفته؟اگه هیچ خدایی وجود نداشته باشه و تو فقط یه بار شانس زندگی داشته باشی ؟نمیخوای یه سری چیزها رو تجربه کنی ؟چه مرگته ؟ همه چیز که بد و ناراحت کننده نیست.و با خودم فکر کردم .باید از تباه کردن زندگیم دست بکشم.و بی خیال جوابهایی بشم که هیچوقت بهشون نمیرسم .و فقط تا آخرین لحظه از عمرم لذت ببرم.و بعد از مرگم، دیگه مهم نیست .شاید یه چیزی باشه. هیچکسی واقعاً نمیدونه میدونم که « شاید » نازکتر از اونیه که بخوای زندگیتو ازش آویزون کنی، ولی بهترین چیزیه که داریم .بعدش راحت تو صندلیم نشستم .و واقعاً شروع کردم از خودم لذت بردن…..