This week I've been searching for another one of those interzones between fantasy and reality, those moments in relatively realistic films where someone begins to sing. In Annie Hall (1977) Diane Keaton performs a sublime version of Seems Like Old Times, bringing that great film's neurotic chatter to a standstill for a spellbound two-and-half minutes during which you can actually hear an entire generation falling in love with her.
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