2017 travelogue
Rating: 14/20
Plot: Are you really expecting a plot synopsis for this one? Why don't you just look at the title or something. I think that covers it.
Coogan and Brydon have themselves a third culinary adventure, this time through Spain. More beautiful landscapes and architecture, more lovely shots of food being prepared, and more of that same witty banter, delirious impressions, and road-trip sing-alongs (Herb Albert or Alpert's "Spanish Fly" or "Spanish Flea" this time), again with that dose of pathos as the two men wrestle with middle age and fatherhood and quite possibly grandfatherhood. The funniest moments come early, especially when imitating tentative Nazis, and as this progresses, more and more life and career stuff creeps in. Along the way, there are a lot of allusions to windmills, both the real ones and the ones that are only "of your mind," and Quixote and the Spanish Civil War. Mick Jagger pops in to say hello and clap quite a bit.
I like what this has to say about adventures, both finding new ones and reliving past ones. I think it's why I appreciate the odd cliffhanger this one ends with.
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