Woody Allen On Soon-Yi: “She Responded To Someone Paternal”

Woody Allen’s got a new movie out and the requisite press tour has begun. In this recent interview with Sam Fragoso at NPR, we learn that Woody Allen’s dynamic with his wife, Soon-yi Previn, is “paternal.”

At least he’s finally admitting it?

I’m 35 years older, and somehow, through no fault of mine or hers, the dynamic worked. I was paternal. She responded to someone paternal. I liked her youth and energy. She deferred to me, and I was happy to give her an enormous amount of decision-making just as a gift and let her take charge of so many things. She flourished. It was just a good-luck thing.

I guess it was “lucky” that Mia Farrow adopted Soon-Yi and thus brought her into Allen’s life, but that’s a really terrible way of looking at things. Fragoso follows this whole “luck” thing, and gets Allen to walk him through his thought process when he was considering the benefits of starting a relationship with his longtime partner’s adopted daughter.

I started the relationship with her and I thought it would just be a fling, it wouldn’t be serious. But it had a life of its own. And I never thought it would be anything more. Then we started going together, then we started living together, and we were enjoying it. And the age difference didn’t seem to matter. It seemed to work in our favor, actually.

She enjoyed being introduced to many, many things that I knew from experience, and I enjoyed showing her those things. She took them, and outstripped me in certain areas that I showed her. That’s why I’m a big believer in luck. I feel that you can’t orchestrate those things.

Other things we learned include the fact that he doesn’t think the allegations that he abused his daughter, Dylan Farrow, affected viewership of his films and that he seems pretty complacent about whatever it is that he’s done and how he’s lived his life.

That’s the latest from the Bard of Brooklyn. Go see his movie! Or, if you can’t separate the art from the artist, set your “Annie Hall” vests and your “Manhattan” DVDs on fire in a trash can. Your call.

[h/t Jezebel]