Hot Fuzz

Homage or parody, Hot Fuzz is the best of modern British comedy. Police Constable Nicholas Angel is the pride of the London Service, trouble is is that he is making everybody else look bad, so much so his superiors promote him to Sergeant in the sleepy village of Sandford, Gloucestershire. Yet all is not right with Sandford as the locals start meeting grizzly deaths, thus thrusting Angel into his biggest case so far. The biggest question on most film goers lips was could the pairing of Edgar Wright and Simon Pegg triumphantly follow the monster cult success of Shaun Of The Dead? Well the plot premise for Hot Fuzz hardly leaps out as something to grab the attention span of many, but they have crafted a tremendously funny film that winks at the action genre with genuine love and admiration. Simon Pegg and his trusty sidekick, Nick Frost, clearly have an earthbound appeal that many (even outside of Britain) can warm too, not pretty or over svelt, these guys are fans of movies making movies purely for the fans, and it shows. Neither Pegg or Frost try to steal scenes from each other, both men after over a decade of working together are clearly comfortable with their coupling an

I was not sure what to expect from this movie that I found on Netflix a while ago while browsing through the catalog. The movie poster makes it look like a hard-boiled police action movie but reading the reviews it became clear that it was more of a comedy. I had not heard of the movie before but it generally got good reviews so the other evening me and the boys sat down to watch it. This is a fun movie. A good, old-fashioned British comedy. The core story could very well have been a serious crime story but the way it is implemented makes it so incredibly silly in a fun way. It starts off pretty much right away when PC Angel is told that he will be promoted but moved, because he makes the rest if the bunch of the dimwits at the precinct look bad, to a small British town where the most fun you can have is to watch the grass grow or get drunk and from there it goes downhill for Angel. His new colleagues are somewhat weird not to mention more or less useless when it comes to police work. The by-the-book Angel is getting more and more frustrated and his only friend is the son of his new boss, whom he arrested on the first day by the way. When the grizzly “accidents” starts to hap

A victim of his own meticulous success, “Angel” (Simon Pegg) is promoted to sergeant but relocated from the metropolis to a remote rural constabulary where he anticipates that nothing much will go wrong under the watchful eye of “Insp. Butterman” (Jim Broadbent). Less than impressed with this enforced relocation, he arrives in a town where everyone already knows who he is and where the pub with fellow cop, the younger ”Butterman” (Nick Frost), where he downs some orange juice before bed in his hotel room is his only real diversion. One night, though, the pair are to be representatives of the police at a local am-dram effort where the two stars are obviously more than just “colleagues”. Next morning, though, they are not even that when their decapitated bodies are found next to their car following what the pretty hapless CID think is just an accident. “Angel” thinks otherwise, though, and as he starts to investigate he starts to smell a rat. Well, quite a few rats, as it happens the body count starts to quite spectacularly mount up and things become quite hairy for him and his pal as this sleepy town becomes more like “Sleepy Hollow”. Might the suave local supermarket manager (Timot