Steve Coogan has been asked by The Observer to tour the country's finest restaurants, but after his girlfriend backs out on him he must take his best friend and source of eternal aggravation, Rob Brydon.
When famous DJ Alan Partridge's radio station is taken over by a new media conglomerate, it sets in motion a chain of events which see Alan having to work with the police to defuse a potentially violent siege.
Years after their successful restaurant review tour of Northern Britain, Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon are commissioned for a new tour in Italy. Once again, the two comedy buddies/rivals take the landscape as well as the cuisine of that country in a trip filled with witty repartee and personal insecurities. Along the way, their own professional and personal lives comes in as these slightly older men's friendship comes through. Written by
Kenneth Chisholm (email@example.com)
Rob and Steve play the Alanis Morrissette album Jagged Little Pill as they drive to the various restaurants in the show. This led to the album re-entering the UK charts at No.40 selling just under 2000 copies in the week. See more »
Toward the end of the movie (33 minute to the end), they are showing and commenting about a fruit they call "kumquat" which is in fact a "Physalis" also called "Cape Gooseberry", a fruit originally from Chile and Peru. A Kumquat is like a miniature orange with leathery leaves, and is rarely eaten raw because of its citrus like flavor. A physalis has a paper-like husk like a tomatillo and is very sweet when ripe. See more »
Rob can't do poems in his own voice because he lacks conviction.
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Mahler: Ich bin der Welt abhanden gekommen [Rückert-Lieder]
Written by Gustav Mahler
Performed by Violeta Urmana
Courtesy of Deutsche Grammophon
Under license from Universal Music Operations Limited See more »
I started to watch The Trip to Italy hoping to be entertained in a light entertainment sort of way.
As the action progressed I became more and more irritated with the script, the performances, the settings, even the cinematography.
Never before have I had to contain the urge to throw things at a screen. I felt great sorrow for the poor Italian extras and actors having to put up with this "story" of a pair of British luvvies act-or-ing their way around the Italian scenery at the expense of the BBC licence payer.
I was infuriated at the driving slowly and wobbling about in the outside lane of the autostrada without indicating in the proper Italian manner. If I had been a passing motorist I would have given the whole crew il mano cornuto or worse.
As for the "funny" schtick in the restaurants - if I was a waiter I would have spat in their soup or "tripped" and sent their pasta into their laps or even thrown them over the edge of the terrace to their severe injury on the rocks below.
By the end of the movie I felt strangely satisfied with my bilious reaction and went to bed thanking my lucky stars I have never met such unpleasant arrogant people because I would probably get myself into trouble.
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