Oh, here’s a trailer:
After Gareth Keenan, Mackenzie Crook has a Willy Wonka’s Golden Ticket to my heart for life, and HELLO GEMMA ARTERTON. Nice. I wouldn’t kick her out of bed for explaining to me what the fuck Quantum of Solace is supposed to mean. Also, it’s refreshing to see a “rediscovering the meaning of life” comedy that doesn’t involve the mentally handicapped ushering jaded businessmen back to their childhood wonder. Then again, it might be a little too Waking Ned Devine and not enough Hamlet 2. Perhaps if Steve Coogan would just supply the actors and production crew with a bunch of heroin, we might really have something here. Seriously, though, Steve Coogan, enough with the heroin already.