Not much to say about this. Except that it's terrible. This film seemed to be trying (and utterly failing) to be 'knowing' (the portrayal of Peel and Steed, throwing sarcastic one liners at each other - but ending up simply appearing to talk to camera), and more camp than a weekend at Butlins (Izzard, Peel again). It made me wish this was a stage show so I could pelt the actors with rotten fruit.
One to prove that Charles Darwin's theory hasn't affected the output of the film industry.
Get this rubbish off my telly.
1/10
One to prove that Charles Darwin's theory hasn't affected the output of the film industry.
Get this rubbish off my telly.
1/10