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Tache and burn.
Johnny Depp’s post-Pirates career comedown continues at a clip with this painfully unfunny caper movie. While at least he gives more than his soporific performance in Transcendence, his turn as moustachioed, boozy art trafficker Charlie Mortdecai feels like he’s blatantly ripping off Paul Whitehouse’s rakish Fast Show character, the 13th Duke of Wybourne. There’s even a cameo by Whitehouse, as a cross-eyed garage mechanic, in what seems like a nod of approval to Depp’s thievery.
With Mortdecai cash-strapped, owing £8 million in taxes, the plot bounces between London, Oxford, Moscow and Los Angeles, as he goes on the hunt for a lost Goya painting that fell into the hands of the Nazis. Aiding him are his beautiful wife Johanna (Gwyneth Paltrow), loyal “manservant and thug” Jock (Paul Bettany), and Inspector Martland (Ewan McGregor), a one-time peer of Mortdecai’s who still holds a candle for Johanna.
There are small appearances by Ulrich Thomsen and Jeff Goldblum, as interested parties in the painting, which is thought to contain on the reverse the code to a Swiss bank account belonging to Hermann Göring. But largely this is Depp’s film to flounder in; to be fair, he’s fully committed to Mortdecai, but the script, overloaded with anodyne action, just isn’t there to support him.
Particularly tiresome is the running gag about his newly grown ’tache, which everyone hates (“It looks like you have a vagina on your face,” says Johanna). Presumably, the idea was to bring back something akin to the Pink Panther movies. Fair enough, but this is more like the Steve Martin ones than the Peter Sellers originals.
