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Popcorn & Prejudice: A Movie Blog

Seattle Times writer Moira Macdonald muses on moviegoing. Email Moira: mmacdonald@seattletimes.com.

March 31, 2010 at 11:13 AM

Movies in the Big Apple

OK, enough about John Cusack. I slipped away, leaving you all to vote in the poll and argue about “Better Off Dead,” and went to New York for the weekend, seeing friends and wandering through museums and wondering, yet again, why everybody in every New York-set movie ever made yells “TAAAAXIIIII!” when hailing a cab but nobody in the actual New York does. (Why would you yell when hailing a cab? Manhattan is a noisy place and no one would hear you, least of all the cabbie. But everyone in the movies does this. Why?)
So I haven’t seen a movie in nearly a week. But in New York, everything feels like a movie. You wander into a bookstore on 57th St. and it’s the one Meryl Streep and Robert De Niro meet in, in “Falling in Love.” You walk up the steps of the Metropolitan Museum, just like Anne Hathaway did before the party in “The Devil Wears Prada.” You go to a Broadway show (I saw Twyla Tharp’s “Come Fly Away,” and, oh, it was a dream), like Diane Keaton and Woody Allen in “Manhattan Murder Mystery.” You walk in Central Park, like countless movies couples (say, Meg Ryan and Billy Crystal in “When Harry Met Sally”). You eat in a deli and wonder if the bespectacled guy two booths over is Stanley Tucci (I think it wasn’t). You stay in a hotel where Cary Grant once lived (though I suspect he had a nicer room). You try to go to the Museum of Modern Art on a Monday, when all the other museums are closed, to see the Tim Burton exhibit, but you can’t get in because everybody else in New York seems to have had the same idea. You wonder where Nora Ephron does lunch.
And you think, inevitably, about Woody Allen movies; specifically “Manhattan” and its great opening sequence, set to Gershwin’s “Rhapsody in Blue.” I remember this thrilled me when I saw it in a movie theater as a teenager (long before I ever saw the real Manhattan), and it thrills me still.

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