How does this sound? A bunch of Sheffield blue collar types overcome their fears by throwing caution to the wind and getting naked. Sounds like The Full Monty? Nah. The Full Monty was funny. These guys do the Full Monty, without many jokes, while painting electrical pylons. And how good is it? About as good as it sounds.Absolute toilet. Now, don't get me wrong here. I love Pete Postlethwaite. He's a great actor and an absolute madman. I just don't want to see his morning wood. Is that too much to ask?
Then there's Rachel Griffiths. Anyone who hasn't lived in a cave since last June knows this chick is the next big thing. She can take the world's most cod-ordinary role and make it compelling. But she doesn't need to prance about naked. Especially in the company of Floppy Pete. And especially under an industrial cooling tower. And especially in a boring movie. And especially this one.
But I digress (the images won't go away!!), the story is of a bunch of rockclimbers who make enough money to go climbing by taking on the dangerous painting jobs nobody else will do. Their mission? Paint about a billion miles of humungous electrical pylons in a stunning non-gloss grey, before the power is turned back on.
If that sounds as much fun as watching paint dry, well it's because that's exactly what you're doing.
But in order to stop you falling off the twig, the writer (the same guy who wrote The Full Monty - go figure) has thrown in a love interest. Wild Rachel Griffiths comes into the group and, oh no, a chick, what will we do?
When this happens there's an overpowering feeling that of all the guys in the group she could nail, you just know she's going to end up with Mr Wrinkley Big-Nose. Well, I won't ruin it for you...YES I WILL! IT'S CRAP! Avoid like you would a Tonya Harding honeymoon porno.