Eat, Bray, Shove: Two Men’s Mimicry, Mockery and Mastication Across Northern England

What would you get if the producers of “Curb Your Enthusiasm” combined “My Dinner with Andre ” and “Easy Rider” with some salacious food porn thrown in? Why, you’d have British director Michael Winterbottom’s latest Steve Coogan  and Rob Brydon semi-improvised vehicle, “The Trip,” that’s what.

 

Comedic   actor Steve Coogan, playing pretty much himself, is commissioned by The Observer  to write some high-end restaurant reviews in northern England.   Having failed to talk his “girlfriend” into joining him on this gustatory joy ride, Coogan  finally convinces the last person on his list of friends, fellow comedic actor Rob Brydon, to come along.   Be prepared for several days of touring, accompanied by wicked wit, dueling impressions of Michael Caine, Sean Connery, Al Pacino, Hugh Grant, Anthony Hopkins and Roger Moore (among others), petty disputes a-plenty over British poets and a lot of scallops, a charmingly moveable, cinematic laugh-feast.   Here, I’ll share a couple of spoonfuls with you.

Discussions of sophisticated green-tinted drink fresh from the chef’s kitchen:

Coogan:   “The consistency is a bit like snot, but it tastes great.”
Brydon: “Imagine Ray Winston has coughed it up.” [coughing noises]
Coogan: “Drink it.”
Brydon: “I don’t want to drink it.”
Coogan: “I’m fed up with your excuses . . . drink a goblet of my sputum.”

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In Coogan’s Range Rover,  a skewer of battle movie conventions:

Coogan: “‘Gentlemen to bed for we leave at first light . . ..’   ‘To bed for we rise at day break ….’   Always leave at day break.   Never at . . . uh, 9:30.   ‘For we leave at 9:30 ….'”
Brydon:   “ish.”
Coogan:   “‘Gentlemen to bed for we rise at . . . uh, what time is the battle? . . . about, uh, 12 o’clock . . . okay, so we leave at about . . . um ….'”

Dueling impressions of Michael Caine (Caution: some foul language):

Brydon  quoting McKellan quoting Wordsworth  (which sounds more like Robin Leach of “Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous” to me):

“From Bolton’s old monastic tower
The bells ring loud with gladsome power;
The sun shines bright; the fields are gay
With people in their best array
Of stole and doublet, hood and scarf,
Along the banks of crystal Wharf,
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And thus in joyous mood they hie
To Bolton’s mouldering Priory.”

Coogan: “Why not your own voice?”
Brydon:   “Ian McKellen came from Bolton.”
Coogan: “Different Bolton.”
Brydon:   “Same word.”

The storyboard for this film must have taken no time to illustrate. Other than the beginning and ending, the movie really only has 6 rotating scenes: (i) Coogan’s  Range Rover, (ii) a Bed and Breakfast, (iii) boisterous restaurant banter at table, (iv) “dressing room” scenes of naked, smokin’ hot, mouth-watering food, (v) Coogan  atop a grassy knoll pleading for cell phone coverage while attempting to reach his “girlfriend” and (vi) a female hotel employee leaving Coogan  asleep in his bed every other morning. Yet, in spite of this, for me at least, Winterbottom’s slow-cooked Mulligacomedy soup of a movie is served up in perfect portions, neither too hot, nor too cold, but just right, its rich flavor good until the last drop.    

What’s your favorite food/road trip/buddy movie?