And now, a yak

I like to flatter myself that I am something of a culture vulture. I have read, and enjoyed, Anna Karenina (didn't rate Ulysses, but that's a different review). I loved Citizen Kane. I can distinguish between Baroque and Ricoco. I can name the major battles of the US civil war.

I LOVE this film.

I don't mean that in the ironic, faux-reverential way that some people have for 80s kid's tv shows. I LOVE this film. In my opinion it (and its predecessor) is up there with Withnail & I, The Big Lebowski, Life of Brian, Spinal Tap etc as the one of the funniest films ever made.

I have been mocked for this by friends, one of whom has a phd in political science, and when I finally convinced him to actually sit down and watch it, he laughed so hard at Jim Carrey emerging from the vulcanised rubber rear-end of a replica rhino that I genuinely worried that he might require urgent medical attention. This film is just too damn funny.

I will forgive Jim Carrey anything because of these two films. Genius.

'This is a lovely room of death. Take care now. Bye-bye then'.