Hi, thanks for the article.
I think people can look at a mediocre film and try to tease out the twists and turns of its semiotics.
At the same time, right in front of you, is Allen casting himself as a 42-year-old man dating a 17-year-old, the actress’s [not the character, the actress herself] first kiss.
So the film has some pro-feminist twists? Still, progressive politics in Manhattan (1979) are like Woody Allen whipping it out in front of a billboard of milquetoast feminism: a fatally flawed narrative device to permit him indulgences which counter any hopeful female narrative.