Johnny English 2 Movie Review

In this follow-up forgotten in the parody of James Bond in 2003, Rowan Atkinson reprises his role as bumbling super-spy - expelled from the monastery of kung-fu, then the shame in Mozambique, then called back to Blighty again MI7 Head (Gillian Anderson) to save the day the Queen and the country again.

As Johnny races to identify the members of a multinational conspiracy of murderers, there is a great opportunity for him to play with gadgets and tripping over his own importance, as a British cousin Inspector Clouseau of the Pink Panther series.

But when Johnny can be accident prone, almost embarrassed, as the director, Oliver Parker, is responsible for the recent St Trinian's (2007) and its extension just as terrible. When Parker did not flash the pan back and forth in a vain attempt to imitate the Bourne films, Atkinson has persistent facial expressions, as if the flash as the toad rage gave immediate proof of a comic genius

Ironically, Atkinson, performance is best when playing away. Among all the staggered and Gurning, Johnny remains - such as Peter Sellers Clouseau said - "a sad and serious," fading into middle age, losing his shyness schoolboy, his forelock-pulling, or in homage to his social superior.

There is a touch of genuine pathos here, enough for the Atkinson index, could still throw their harsh gestures and emerge as a real player one day. Meanwhile, little could be sadder than this vehicle to a clown no joke long past its peak.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Johnny English 2 Movie Review

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