Too much of what passes for clever and anarchic in England’s mass media. It’s a sad statement that with such a fat stack of “production values” I didn’t realize until it was over that I had seen it before, with no idea where or when (and I have a tremendous memory for films). Mos Def was good. Martin Whatshisface played his usual nebbish arsehole. At least Nick & Garth’s mums can be proud; they’re such clever lads.
Occasional glimmers of the real Adams magic shine through, particularly in the scenes between Martin Freeman and Bill Nighy. The narrated "Guide" sections are amusing, thanks to Stephen Fry and some witty animation. Alas, the obscene incompetence of Mos Def as Ford Prefect and Sam Rockwell's ill-advised George W. Bush impression are just appalling. A sadly missed opportunity.
It wasn't that bad, but it often felt very awkward to watch. The book was hilarious to read, and I really loved it, but when I watched the movie adaptation, it just didn't seem that funny anymore. The movie retains the silliness, but somewhere along the way it lost the humour.