This is the sort of meaningless psycho babble that Allen often makes fun of in his films.

 

From the review: “Love works as a distraction. And work works as a distraction. You can distract yourself a billion different ways. But the key is to distract yourself. A guy will say, “Well, I make my luck.” And the same guy walks down the street and a piano that’s been hoisted drops on his head. The truth of the matter is your life is very much out of your control.”

 

AM: While it’s true that his films are little more than (sometimes) amusing distraction, the fact is that, as a general rule, piano’s don’t fall on people’s heads. And while no one has complete control over their lives, they actually control quite a bit. And the fact that something will someday be gone does not mean it has no value; in fact, one could argue that the transitory nature of life is precisely what gives it value.