At the cinema...

I went to see Sacha Baron Cohen in Grimsby, a couple of days ago. At least I think I did, though the 82 minutes I spent in the cinema seemed to come and go without leaving much of a trace. There were laughs… but not enough of them. The plot was paper thin, leaving room to crowbar in as many ‘gross-out' gags as possible. Nobby and his long-lost brother Sebastian (who plays it straight throughout, as a no-nonsense assassin for MI6) are being chased through a South African game reserve (can’t remember why), and are looking for a place to hide. Nobby spots a herd of elephants, and has an idea. Moments later the two of them are inside an elephant’s vagina. What could be worse than that? Oh, right, a lustful male elephant ejaculating in Sebastian’s face. The camera pulls back to show a dozen other male elephants queueing up to have their turn. And that’s what passes for a punchline in this farago of a film…

The slipway at Roa Island...