The 1980s: The Danger 5 team have long since disbanded, but after their old war-time leader Colonel Chestbridge is shot and killed by Hitler dressed as Santa, the old friends reunite to once again battle the evil German dictator.
In an effort to outdo the madcap nature of the first series, the makers of Danger 5 have dialled up the insanity for Season 2, which proves much more of an assault on the senses than the 60s-inspired first series and leaves one reeling at the sheer excess.
To give some idea of how seriously bonkers this all is, the previously Caucasian Pierre is now black (no explanation given), Jackson hires Russian hookers to satisfy his fixation with Ilsa and has disturbing flashbacks to North Korea (where he was sexually abused by a Korean guard wearing lipstick), killer prawns with laser eyes attack Tucker and Claire at their wedding, and a samurai sword wielding wolf-headed villain called Carlos Mendez delivers an unexpected death blow to one member of Danger 5.
Just as it took me a while to warm to the first series, I suspect that it might be quite a few more episodes down the line before I am able to appreciate the manic approach of series 2. If at all.