Woody Allen and Helena Bonham Carter are married and decide to adopt a child. But then a few years pass and Woody decides to track the mother down. She turns out to be Mira Sorvino and a hooker/ porn star. So Woody tries to help turn her life around and maybe sleep with her.
I think what I don't like about the humor of this movie is that it is frivolous. There might not be anything wrong with frivolity. It may even be vital. But I just don't find myself being pulled along into the conga line. For example, a lot of the humor comes from the Greek chorus. But there's just something about taking a punch line and having it delivered by twenty people in unison that grates my nerves. And the winking nature of the anachronisms. Although I did like it when Woody asked one of the chorus members for a pencil when he was taking a phone message.
Mira won an Oscar for this role. Why, because she had that goofy voice and played a ditz? Sorry, I'm not buying it.
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