Silly comedy, but never annoying. I said before in my review of L.A. Story how I love Steve Martin’s writing. I love the inanity of his comedy. This movie begins with Steve Martin discovering on his birthday that he is shock not the natural child of his all-black family. “I was born a poor black child,” his narration begins. The movie is full of great lines, (“Why are you crying? And why are you wearing that old dress?” “Because I just heard a song on the radio that reminded me of the way we were.” “What was it?” “The Way We Were.”), and it’s always good to see Bernadette Peters in a movie too.

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