“Making a romantic comedy in New York without referencing the works of Woody Allen or Neil Simon is a tall order. For decades, television, movies and music have extolled the Big Apple as a place where dreams come true, as a burg of endless amorous possibility. We’re well past the point where stories of young love set in NYC read as cliché, because those stories—from Annie Hall to The Wackness—practically make up an entire genre unto themselves. So perhaps Victor Levin’s 5 to 7 can be forgiven for treating the greatest city in the world in the same way so many other films, studio and indie alike, have done (and will continue to do for as long as Gotham remains a Mecca for cinema).” (Via Paste Magazine.)
A Constant Visual Feast 