The Linguini Incident is something of an East Coast version of another 1991 movie, Steve Martin’s L.A. Story, similarly a romp on the cusp of a disappearing zeitgeist, a last expression of the previous decade just after it ended.

The resuscitation of his odd sweetheart of a picture... Late twentieth-century screwball satire-heist-romance [not] just a lost film for decades, it was an unfinished one.

It’s difficult to ascertain which is more anemic, the humor or the charm, although a couple of vignettes land as intended.

A highly enjoyable screwball crime caper.