What a delight to see Woody Allen in top form, riffing as Murray, owner of a cash-strapped rare books emporium. He sees an opportunity to save the store when his dermatologist (Sharon Stone) asks him to find a man who can help her realize the fantasy of a ménage à trois with her friend, Sofia Vergara. Murray talks his shy florist friend Fioravante (actor-writer-director John Turturro) into taking the job, and his remarkable skills lead to a lucrative series of meetings with other wealthy and lonely women. Everything goes remarkably well until Murray arranges a platonic meet-up with a lonely Hasidic widow (Vanessa Paradis), and a meaningful bond begins to form under the jealous and watchful eye of Liev Schreiber from her neighborhood’s Jewish police. It’s possibly the funniest, most tender, wryly observant, sepia-tinted, jazzy story about a gigolo ever made.