|||Clive|||http://clivedavis.blogspot.com/2005/03/woodys-folk-were-going-to-sit-down-to.html|||3/30/2005 07:50:00 pm||||||This climate is as rarefied and anemic as the way these New Yorkers most likely consider Appalachian life: an inbred inflexibility to outside ideas, a feeling of insular sanctimoniousness. Allen's New Yorkers may not twang tinny guitars in the mountains, but they clamor to watch Bartok string quartets with similarly reflexive reverence. There, I've said it: Woody Allen's people have become urbane rednecks.