A handful of years ago, Woody Allen did something none of us expected: He left New York and headed for Europe for his next film, and one turned into many. Match Point. Scoop. Cassandra's Dream. Vicky Cristina Barcelona. You Will Meet a Tall Dark Stranger. Midnight in Paris. He's talked about making cinematic love letters to Barcelona, and since his only Manhattan-centric piece since the move was the easily forgettable Whatever Works, it looked like his Big Apple love affair was over.

But now it looks like disinterest, or a yearning for new surroundings, was not behind the move. The reasons were a lot more practical and have nothing to do with decreasing allure. New York is just too darned expensive.
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