The plot, such as it is, involves a bored postman who works his way up the heirarchy of a London gang only to find out that it isn't as glamorous, exciting or dangerous as a Scorcese film and so tries to stir things up a little. But the plot is largely irrelevant. The film is a set of largely extemporised scenes where established British actors mug for the camera and try to make each other corpse. It's as childish as a fart in a lift.
I'm not going to talk about performances, cinematography, continuity errors and logical flaws in the plot. They're all rubbish and miss the point. Instead I'll limit my notes thus:
Top 5 things I liked about Love, Honour and Obey.
Almost every character is given the actor's forename so that they don't balls up any improvised scenes and lose something that looks natural.
The heist scene where they dress like Arab sheiks and pop viagra is staggeringly audacious for the sake of a knob gag.
Sean "Don't mac me off like a two-bob"
Ray (aside) "Mac? What's that some new kind of slang we don't know?"
Rhys Ifans taking it all very seriously even while everyone else is giggling.
"Fix bayonets!"
