Another light Woody Allen comedy, about a journalism student (Johansson) who literally gets a scoop from the dead on a British aristocrat's son (Jackman) who may be a serial killer, and together with a fossil magician (Allen) ventures to crack the case and gain her fame and fortune. The ending is predictable halfway through, and as opposed to other Allen comedies, I didn't find much of a take home message here. But the gags were out of this world.
- "I was born into the Hebrew persuasion, but when I got older I converted to narcissism."
- "I never wanted to have kids. I didn't because you have kids... what is it? You know you're nice to them... you bring them up... you suffer... y-you take care of them... and then they grow up and... and... and they accuse... uh... you of having Alzheimer's."
- "Well, did you accomplish anything besides a possible pregnancy?"
- "I had a wife but sh... she dumped me if you can believe that. She thought I was immature and that I never grew up... I had a great rebuttal for her, I coulda nailed her, you know, but uh... I raised my hand, she would not call on me."
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