I expected pretty much what I got from this sub par film, and as far as laughs go, I was horribly disappointed. It's as if all the gags were above me, one unfunny comic after the other. I thought the gags were stupid, the songs by great British artists were a relief, even the cynical sounding Sting, the third act in. This is a movie, a director's name attached, I wasn't surprised to discover. Nothing beats Temple's Bullet (1996) where Running Out Of Luck (1985), was a colorfully exciting mess. You could easily call this film, Running Out Of Laughs, if there were any to begin with. This filmed concert was to raise money for Amnesty International, the only true and worthy attribute of this show. The other was Dame Edna, "thank God, for you girl". If you wanna see British comedians/actors you love, make idiots of themselves with some of the unfunniest stuff imaginable, go for it. Michael Palin, a great actor, in the finale, shouldn't of wasted his time. The late Tim Brooke Taylor, was a surprise to show up in this, and Rowan Atkinson, was frequently annoying as with mostl the others. God if there's another Secret Policeman's Ball out there, that's a horrifying reality I couldn't comprehend.
