Johnny English Strikes Again! No Seriously, He Does. Again. For the Third Time.
The title of this movie is definitely a sequel title for a ‘threequel’ movie. However, the movie itself is wonderful.
We’ve seen the first one… and loved it! We’ve seen the second… I think?
We know the premise: Mr Bean meets James Bond. They’ve had a baby and hey presto, we have Johnny English, British secret service.
Shot in stunning set pieces in England, France, Scotland and the sea, We welcome back the spy satire with open arms after a wholesome re-introduction to the titular character. Rowan Atkinson is genius, British and a spy that is to not be messed with! His moves are precise, tactical and … oh so smooth on the dance floor. Joined once more by his trusty sidekick Boff, (Boff? Boph? *googles* Bough!? Jesus!) we enjoy poking fun at the French, at modern society social standards of data protection and our worst fear of the internet/all the power being shut down is coming to fruition. Oh no. These really are legitimate fears, the internet pretty much rules the world.
The internet has been hacked and every MI7 agent’s identity is in jeopardy. London’s grid is halted and some techy billionaire … is invited to save the day by the almost familiar Prime Minister played fabulously by Emma Thompson; she’s blunt, clearly likes a lie-in and loves a vodka tonic; “hold the ice, hold the tonic.” Also, with some nostalgic props including sherbet fountain, jelly babies a mechanical exoskeleton and a sweet ride in an Aston Martin. We get the thrills from realising how cool old school is, besides the negative of knowing your car will break down if there isn’t enough petrol. I wanted to also state that hybrid cars suck.
The gags got me laughing all the way through and I have learnt a lot, such as; baguettes can be used as weapons; the government is totally flawed and Russians aren’t all bad. I also learned that a ‘family’ movie can appeal to twentysomethings too.
Phantom recommended ✔︎
