The Baker review

A disillusioned hitman who finds a new lease of life while hiding out as a small-town baker? It sounds like the roll of a lifetime for Damian Lewis, had Ben Kingsley not gone and cooked up the near-identical You Kill Me. Ok, so there's fun to be had watching Lewis's tough cookie try to blend into his new surroundings in the wake of a botched job, unaware his erstwhile employers aren't about to forgive and forget. But by sifting in some League Of Gentlemen-style absurdity - neighbours keen to make use of his lethal services, for example, or a teen anarchist with a habit of blowing up sheep - Damian's writer-director brother Gareth risks over-egging the pudding. More a snack than a whole meal, this could do with less icing and more filling.