Honey, I plagarized the piece (or not).

When I saw the concept of Woody Allen's latest New Yorker piece (a transcript from the Ovitz/Eisner trial with Mickey Mouse on the witness stand), I didn't even bother to skim the thing.
I have now.
Everyone's favorite Hollywood-hatchet-lady--the irrepressible Nikki Finke--points out that Rick Moranis wrote nearly the same piece in 1999. Finke--as par for the course--thinks Woody is a plagarist. I'm not convinced. I just think he's a tired old man with a stash of jokes that would've been stale two decades ago and zero understanding of modern Hollywood. Let it go, Woody. Let it go.