There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
Woody’s inexplicable and deeply misguided fascination with the British aristocracy gathers pace with this intermittently entertaining ‘romp’ through the stately homes of the rich and corrupt. Vividly recalling his own Curse Of The Jade Scorpion, the film is basically an excuse for Woody to hang out with Scarlett Johansen, indulge his lifelong passion for low rent stage magic, poke around a few old houses and recycle a few equally elderly gags (like the one about ‘converting to narcissism’). Fair play to him, at least he’s still plodding on, and it’s always nice to spend 95 minutes in such cosy, familiar company.
by Tom Huddleston | Source: DVD
15 Jan 2007 6:39 AM | Submit Comment