Film

The Trip to Italy

Name: The Trip to Italy
Genre: Comedy, Drama
Released: 2014
Cast: Steve Coogan, Rob Brydon, Rosie Fellner, Claire Keelan, Marta Barrio

A fictionalised travelogue-comedy in which Coogan and Brydon play spiky, semi-fictional versions of themselves touring Italian restaurants, trading impressions and one-upmanship over spectacular food. Mostly improvised, funnier than the plot suggests, and quietly sad underneath about ageing, ambition and friendship. For people who'd rather listen to good conversation than follow a plot, and don't mind lingering shots of pasta.

TMDb rating

6.4

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