In this lighter-than-air outing from Woody Allen, he recalls his fondness for the radio as a child, an appliance that was "always on" in his home as a kid. Most of my generation could write a Television Days, of course, but the magic of radio would vanish into infomercials, talk shows, and awful sitcoms... it just wouldn't carry the same punch.
The film is a series of vignettes, clearly drawn from Allen's days as a youngster, and only tangentially interrelated. It's almost overly upbeat -- to the point where you wish Woody would get a little more miserable from time to time.
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