She's a woman of wistful allure and casual glamour. Her boho cool is at once traveled and unique to Manhattan. But Holly Golightly's greatest aspiration is to escape. She wants to be free enough to leave the confines of New York, the bonds of matrimony, or the grip of any related institution at will. Love is tantamount to ownership in this world and because of that, Holly's plight grows only more twisted. She could stay in New York and "belong" to someone or she could go to Brazil and float in presumed freedom, again financed by guileless but wealthy men. It's on a complicated note that we leave the movie's principals in the rain in the nameless New York alleyway. In the end, are the labels worth much anyway?

Like Holly Golightly, she floats, sometimes unmoored. Like Katie Morosky she's strong willed. Annie Hall is the unattainable fantasy. Part of what her boyfriend, Alvy Singer (Woody Allen), loves about her is that she's never totally given to him, and we don't really gain complete access to her either. She trumps the intellectually vainglorious Alvy(and he can be a pill) but outside of that skill set she's just a girl trying to figure herself out in a city big enough to swallow you if you're not careful. She's hard to pin down, harder to figure out, and like our other enigmatic New Yorkers, easy to see yourself in.