Because of an ill child recently, a late night (or early morning, depending how you look at things) had me re-connecting with a comedy I had almost forgotten about. “All Of Me” stars Steve Martin and Lily Tomlin who are in a love-hate relationship with each other — while sharing the same body.

As the story goes, Martin’s character (Roger) is a bored lawyer who gets assigned a screwball inheritance case for the estate of Tomlin (Edwina), an eccentric rich lady about to kick the bucket. She’s going to come back from the dead, she tells her lawyer, through the transformation of souls between her and her stableman’s young, vivacious daughter.

It’s all a lot of hooey in Roger’s eyes until the day Edwina Cuttwater really does pass on and into a swami’s “soul” bowl, which then falls from a high window onto Roger’s head forcing the two beings to share one space —Roger on the left and Edwina on the right. The two can hear each others thoughts, and they also communicate through any type of reflective surface. Most notably early on in the bathroom of Roger’s law firm, where his “right hand” has to do the deed to offer Roger some relief at the urinal.

The scene found here on YouTube is one involving Edwina’s swami, who is enchanted by all the modern fixtures he finds in his high-class hotel. He especially enjoys the “Ning!” the toilet makes when he flushes. Which begs the question, if he doesn’t know what the commode is for, where is he going to the bathroom? Hmmm….

In the late-1970s/early-1980s nobody did physical comedy like Steve Martin. The whole movie is a joy of timing and fearless action.