Rocinante

The first time I saw this film, at Leeds Film Festival, not so long after its release I was knocked out at its awfulness. Having managed to stay pretty much awake until the credits I was able to reflect on its sheer badness. Every cliche of the road movie intertwined with every cliche of the picaresque to create a very colourful olio of garbage. Any suspicions I had during the film that it was so bad it must be brilliant dispersed on the appearance of Jimmy Jewel who, though an excellent comic performer, is usually introduced into dramas to add a pathos which just serves to revoke any such intention. I look forward to seeing it again on t.v. in the wee small hours. My partner and I think it's a cracker. NEWPDQ.