[Deadite]

Alan Partridge: Alpha Papa. King of cringe, Alan Partridge a-ha! makes his big screen debut in this quintessentially British movie about fame, the media, and mid-morning matters on Norfolk radio. What's the worst of the mongers? Iron, Fish or War? Hmm, tough one Alan.

For his big-screen bow, Alan finds himself lurching from one disaster to another as he somehow manufactures a return to the limelight after stitching up his radio pal Colm Meaney - who gives a great performance as the fading disc-jockey having one of those 'Falling Down' days, resulting in an armed siege where Alan becomes the media darling. Of course, he plays it for all its worth and is generally revolting in his pleasant, homey, incompetent way. In the course of events, he loses his trousers, gains a lady friend, improvises a jingle with the drummer from Marillion, and has a bout or two of the nose whistles. Bonus points to Phil Cornwell for playing the annoying disc-jockey who won't shut up about his addict past.

Great stuff for fans of the partridge, it maintains the overall feel of the tv shows whilst upping the ante for the big screen - something a lot of shows that make the move to feature length fail to do.