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Watch something else. There are very few redeeming qualities to this film.

This story has more twists and turns than a second-rate soap opera.

The movie is made so realistic it has a lot of that WoW feeling at the right moments and never tooo over the top. the suspense is done so well and the emotion is felt. Very well put together with the music and all.

Story: It's very simple but honestly that is fine.

Put all thoughts of Sgt. Bilko and The Pink Panther out of your mind: let us remember Steve Martin when he was at the top of his game, an uproariously funny comic with his own special brand of zany physical humour. All Of Me, directed by Carl Reiner, sees Martin starring as Roger Cobb, a struggling lawyer who unwittingly becomes host to the spirit of recently deceased millionairess Edwina Cutwater (Lily Tomlin) after her plan to transmigrate her soul into the body of stableman's daughter Terry (Victoria Tennant) goes terribly wrong.With Edwina controlling one half of Roger's body, the silver haired comedian is given ample opportunity to showcase his wacky style of comedy and does so with gusto; the result is a memorable central performance from Martin in a consistently funny film that also sees co-star Tomlin on fine form as the lonely rich woman who, in death, learns to enjoy life and who finally makes a friend.Breezy direction from Reiner ensures a lively pace, the action accompanied by a suitably jazzy score, with comedy highlights including Roger visiting the men's room with a little help from Edwina (tap tap), a hilarious courtroom scene wherein Edwina takes control while Roger sleeps, and a wonderfully silly bedroom scene where Roger attempts to have sex with Terry while Edwina is taking a nap.

All of Me shares with a whole heap of wonderful screwball comedies an extremely straightforward method: Employ absolute reason in dealing with the ridiculous. Start with a wacky scenario, set up the rules, and adhere to them. The laughs occur when everyday human nature comes into quarrel with bizarre incidents. Carl Reiner has made a significant contribution to contemporary American comedy, both as a performer and director. Working exclusively in the genre of comedy, his films range from slapstick humor to sophisticated comic parodies of classical Hollywood genres. He chooses to bring other genres to his comedy rather than comedy to other genres.The plot and its treatment may be light as a feather, but we can relate to virtually all of the intentions of the characters. There is, for instance, the millionaire bachelorette Lily Tomlin, who wants to live forever and thinks she has discovered a way to do that. There is the discontented lawyer Steve Martin, who is distractedly depressed with his work and will do anything to get a promotion, even indulge nut-case clients like Tomlin. There is the wicked Victoria Tennant, who plans to viciously swindle Tomlin, and there is the extraordinarily hilarious Prahka, who innocently expects to transmit Tomlin's soul into a brass pot, and the put it in Tennant's body. There is, nonetheless, a dreadful psychic blunder, and when Tomlin dies, she transmigrates instead into Martin's body.The second the premise begins to fire off laughs is the second it's executed: the first time Martin has to contend with this foreign female being inside his brain. He keeps command of the left side of his body. She commands the right. They are struggling to cross the sidewalk together, each in their own way, and this sets up a frenzied tug-of-war only a razor-sharp physical comedian like Martin could pull off. Tomlin vanishes into Martin's body, but she does not vanish from the movie. Her reflection can be seen in mirrors, and there is some superb timing concerned with the way they play scenes with one another's mirror images. For another thing, there is a genuine feeling of her presence even when Martin is alone on the screen. And lighthearted as the movie may be, it scores a lot of points by speculating on the ways in which a man and a woman could learn to coexist thusly.Frankly, even above Martin's masterful antics, my favorite might be Richard Libertini as the indecipherably Indian Prahka, who repeats words he doesn't understand in a tone of complete agreement. Yet, although All of Me is the last of the four Martin/Reiner collaborations, it gives Martin one of his all-time best screen opportunities to highlight his brilliant kind of physical slapstick. Watch Roger/Edwina have a go at walking down the street, or going to the bathroom, or making love with the surprisingly sexy Tennant. Each action is an awe-inspiring exhibition of fractured dexterity. Watch right-side Edwina assume responsibility in a courtroom, as left-side Roger falls asleep and the ever-so-feminine Edwina moves their body in a bizarrely macho swagger. The actor's challenge is hopelessly problematical---Steve Martin playing Lily Tomlin playing Roger Cobb---and superbly accomplished.

Unlikely, patchy but oddly dense comic-romantic fantasy: Lily Tomlin is a dying millionaires who appoints a shaman to transfer her soul into the body of a younger woman (Victoria Tennant); Steve Martin (who would eventually marry Tennant in real life) is the lawyer put in charge by his firm of Tomlin's estate. The two do not see eye to eye, however, and are then appropriately horrified to discover that, by mistake, Martin's body is made the ultimate vessel of the woman's soul!; this turn-of-events (much abused over the years) essentially constitutes the film's comedy element, with Martin having a hard time controlling the feminine instincts within him (most embarrassing when manifesting themselves inside a court-room during an all-important case). That said, the real coup here is the unexpected tenderness displayed in the blossoming 'relationship' between Martin and Tomlin – as each gradually comes to learn of the other's true decent nature; the happy solution to this dilemma, then, is made possible by having Tennant revealed as a schemer…so that our heroes contrive to have the deceased's soul inhabit her body forever! All in all, an underrated film which is justly regarded by connoisseurs among Martin's best-ever showcases.

Amusing Steve Martin romp from his early golden era (which stopped for me abruptly at the super-schmaltzy "Parenthood") which while it raises a lot of smiles and, yes, a few belly laughs, misses out on the hurt-your-sides invocations of "Roxanne" and especially "The Man With Two Brains" Here Steve surrenders himself to the most ludicrous plot since, well, "The Man With Two Brains" and has a ball particularly with the physical humour of the piece (I'm sure you can imagine). Perhaps the reason it doesn't quite match up to "Brains" is that the verbal humour is less dexterous, possibly attributable to the fact that Martin wasn't the writer of the piece. That said, there are funny scenes a plenty, particularly the courtroom scene where Edwina takes over and the first bedroom scene with Victoria Tennent (again where Edwina takes over!). Lily Tomlin, whilst less funny with the physical humour (not unnaturally given that most of her scenes are played reflected in mirrors of various shapes and sizes) is a fine comic foil for our hero, although you never really doubt that she has a heart of gold underneath her cold heart exterior. After literally, all the horse-play is over, they all end up happily ever after and he gets the girl, as so many of Martin's early comedies do, no doubt deliberately reminiscent of course of the early B & W comedies of Chaplin, Keaton etc. What a shame he got serious in his older age (c.f. Woody Allen). Give me obvious laugh-fests like this any day, especially thinking of some of the turkeys he's served up in the last few years...