
Johnny English is a delightful screwball comedy. Its humor is definitely British, but since it parodies James Bond, its appeal is universal.
Johnny is a desk jockey at British intelligence, who dreams of being a real James Bond type spy. A blunder, of his, causes the death of England's top-secret agent. Then a bomb goes off at the agent's funeral, killing all of the other secret agents. This leaves Johnny and his trusty companion Bob, as England's last hope against a plot to steal the crown jewels.
John Malkovich plays the bad guy with a bad French accent. The French get skewered pretty well in this movie. At a party thrown by the Frenchie, Johnny tells another guest "The only thing the French should be allowed to host is an invasion." Ooouuuch!
The movie is fast and funny. Atkinson is the master at self-deprecating slapstick humor. In one funny scene he pretends to do karate moves in his underwear, when he thinks no one is looking. Atkinson is both skinny and, well, homely. Not to be rude, but I think he is fully aware of this fact and takes full advantage of it for the sake of a joke. His attempts to be suave when talking to an attractive woman are made all the funnier considering his looks.
Whereas he is funny, he is no leading man. Atkinson would make a great sidekick or a supporting comic relief. He is not able to carry this movie. Many of the jokes work very well but Johnny is just too unbelievably stupid to actually cheer for. My sons and I laughed through this good movie. We just didn't laugh enough to consider it a great movie.

















