Johnny English

A true brownout of comedic crap.

On the dung heap of comedy, we should throw another corpse called "Johnny English," starring Mr. Bean, Rowan Atkinson.

I use the coprific metaphor because more than once some inept spy has to climb through a dunny to emerge covered with sewage. Such is the level of writing and the depth of imagery--a true brownout of comedic crap.

Whether Britain's number one bumbling spy can reclaim the crown jewels and its own sovereignty is the plot device; John Malkovich is the overacting French villain; the audience is the real victim. When Atkinson says in James-Bond bravado, "The word 'mistake' is not one that appears in my dictionary," I'd swear director Peter Howitt just succeeded in defining the word.