Lightweight, inoffensive fare, as bland as a sleepwalker under a hypnotist's spell.
It feels wrong; the entire machinery of the movie seems to be rotating around Woody Allen's vanity. He remains a canny (if, in this case, hollow) film craftsman, but by now we know him far too well to be asked to find him adorable.
Although there's no evidence of sexual chemistry on the screen, the stars share a certain physical defensiveness that occasionally makes them seem simpatico; most of the time, however, they just look bored to death.
Michael SragowBaltimore Sun
The problem with Allen's latest, The Curse of the Jade Scorpion, is "Not enough Double Indemnity."