All Of Me
(1984)
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With the help of her guru, an ailing millionairess plans a 'spiritually uplifting' experience that's designed to give her a new life -- inside a beautiful woman's younger body. But the transfer goes awry and her spirit accidentally enters her frustrated male lawyer instead! Now the attorney, who'd much rather be a full-time guitarist, has the wealthy woman's soul and all of her thoughts trapped inside his head... and she turns out to be a very difficult person to ignore. |
A promising idea and a dynamic performance from Steve Martin aren't enough to distract from this film's paucity of genuinely funny moments and a lazy over-reliance on half-baked resolutions. As the lawyer whose body is taken over by the soul of deceased millionairess Lily Tomlin, Martin has never been so effective, combining his trademark exasperation with some amazingly energetic slapstick. Tomlin makes the most of appearing almost exclusively in reflection and Richard Libertini is hilarious as a quack swami. But Victoria Tennant hams shamelessly, while director Carl Reiner (a regular Martin collaborator) cracks almost every gag with a mallet. Pity.