A series of sight gags and pratfalls sprinkled with of odd funny oneliner. Yet quite good if you are a kid watching in 1978.

Generally not a fan of broad slapstick, and this movie reminded me a lot (unfavorably) of the Marx brothers in terms of its reliance on nonsensical one-liners. Sometimes they're funny in theory, but not in the context of a narrative picture. Just doesn't work for me. Diane Keaton is forever a delight though.

Perhaps the best film of the New York genius.

A freezer-burned Woody Allen emerges from cryogenic slumber to apply his own specific brand of humor to the late 22nd century. At times overly topical and horribly dated, this is really at its best as a flippant physical comedy. Even then, the puns and gags are stretched awfully thin, with blatantly sped-up footage and a ragtime soundtrack giving it the look and feel of a futuristic Benny Hill. Allen's pokes and prods about the evolution of society are occasionally good for a snicker, particularly the advent of technology supplanting our need for sex, drugs and organized religion, but the central storyline is so thin and inessential that the whole mess feels like a series of vaguely-related skits. The glut of weak, DIY-esque backdrops and special effects make the arrival of Star Wars just four years later seem even more impressive by comparison. Mildly silly at best and utterly dull at worst, it's not something I'll be revisiting again soon, if ever.

This movie isnt funny at all, rather boring, uninteresting and stupid. This is the first Woody Allen film I have ever seen, and im not impressed. Those movies with nearly naked primitive women in it with no plot at all like "One Million Years B.C." are more interesting than this.