Even I wouldn’t have cared if I hadn’t been me.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Feel-Bad-about-My-Neck/dp/0307264556 The cost of the postage required to notify my friends that I would be living at a new address. It was part of my identity—or, at least, part of my wishful thinking about my identity. And the architecture of the building added to the illusion.And then truly shocking things began to happen. My neighbors were obsessed with what might happen; they suggested that our rents might be raised to eight or ten thousand dollars a month. The cost of furniture, in case I needed new furniture for the apartment I hadn’t found and wasn’t moving into. Since I, owing to my nosiness, had been a witness to the incident, I invited myself to the meeting with the police and my neighbors. You walk up Third Avenue planning to buy a brownie at a bakery you’ve always been loyal to, and the bakery’s gone. You don’t mind this when you live here; it’s part of the caffeinated romance of the city that never sleeps.

After all, the tenants in the building were a family. Author Linda Yellin shares her favorite Nora Ephron movie locations across New York City. The accountant called the police. In short, it was home in a profound, probably narcissistic, and, I suspect, all too typical way, and it seemed to me that no place on earth would ever feel the same.The courtyard, once an idyllic spot full of happy, laughing children, was suddenly crowded with idling limousines waiting for the new tenants to be spirited away to their fabulous midtown careers. Both of us stood there idiotically looking through the sheer curtains on our glass-panelled front doors. It upset me more that I didn’t have the right clothing.”As ever, Ephron offered her own brutally honest take on life, observing that the only way a woman could claim she was having the best sex of her life in later life was “if she’d never had sex before”, and pointing out the facelifts on display at Golden Globe awards rendered the ceremony little more than an advert for “everything money can buy”.After the black comedy Mixed Nuts (1994), a vehicle for Steve Martin, got a mediocre reception, Nora Ephron wrote and directed Michael (1996), which starred John Travolta as the Archangel Michael, an oversexed, drunken slob sent to earth to impart wisdom to, among others, Andie MacDowell, Bob Hoskins and William Hurt.In 2005 she co-wrote (with Delia Ephron), produced and directed Bewitched, the tale of a witch (Nicole Kidman) and a failing movie star (Will Ferrell) who fall in love on the set of his television series, itself an homage to the real life TV series Bewitched.

Having cut her directorial teeth on This Is My Life (1992), which concerned a single mother abandoning her children to seek fame as a comedian, Nora Ephron wrote and directed Sleepless in Seattle, a boxoffice triumph starring Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan. She also delighted in the capacity to spark instant debate that is the leitmotif of the site’s blog.Nora Ephron married, first, the writer Dan Greenburg. This moment of innocence on my part was comparable to the moment—early in all love stories that end badly—when a wife discovers the faintest whiff of another woman’s perfume on her husband’s shirt, decides it’s nothing, and goes blithely about her business.