Hey maaaan... remember the 60s?  Doesn’t matter, because this isn’t really that movie.  Unless your idea of the decade is an hilariously acerbic Richard E. Grant (as the eponymous Withnail) drunkenly rampaging through the English countryside screaming at river fish and ladies in tea shops. Paul McGann (...and I) is there to suffer along for the ride, giving and taking timeless quotes and stumbling into one soul-crushing circumstance after another.  Maybe these two booze-addled out-of-work actors really didn’t need a weekend in the country to get away from their rat-infested city day-to-day, but thank god they went anyway.

If you’d like to watch ahead for next week’s film, we will be watching and reviewing Cy Endfield’s Zulu (1964).