Putting aside the fact that Julian Barratt shares more than a passing resemblance to my Dad, Mindhorn is a fun little distraction that probably won’t live long in the memory.
To be fair Barratt and Co wrangle a fair amount of humour from what essentially is a very sad man. Richard Thorncroft isn’t all the things he thinks he is – cool, suave, or in remotely decent physical condition. His best days are far behind him professionally and he’s a bit of a prat.
With some pathos amongst the irreverent lunacy Mindhorn is worth a shot if you fancy something different.