Sleeper Movie Review

Pound for pound and minute for minute, Sleeper may just have more laughs in it than any other Woody Allen movie. The unabashed '70s flick has a cryogenically frozen Miles (Allen) waking up after 200 years to find that the future is a mess -- well, sort of -- and that everything he knows is wrong. (Sample update, when a future historian shows Miles a video of Howard Cosell talking, he says, "We weren't sure at first what to make of this, but we developed a theory: we feel that when people committed great crimes against the state, they were forced to watch this." Miles agrees.)

There's a plot involving the overthrow of a totalitarian regime -- but hey, this place doesn't look too bad to me -- but mostly this is a hysterical platform for Allen to poke fun at the sexual revolution of the '70s by forecasting it to its absurd and illogical conclusion. In the future, Diane Keaton's Luna has a Ph. D. in oral sex, and Orgasmatron machines take care of our needs better than people do. Oh, and the robots are hilarious.