But for a certain sort of Anglophile, one who recognizes the attempted homage to ’60s comedies, the late comics Terry-Thomas and Dudley Moore and other inspirations for Mike Myers’ “Austin Powers” pictures, it’s something less than awful.
As goofball English aristocrat, puckish bon vivant and underhanded art dealer Charlie Mortdecai, Depp channels such British funnymen as Peter Sellers and Terry-Thomas (replete with the latter's gap teeth), as well as Mike Myers in the "Austin Powers" series, while still putting his own irrepressible spin on the whole madcap charade.
But there’s no room at the modern multiplex for an homage to kooky classic comedy unless we’re snickering at the very idea, as in the Austin Powers films.
Mortdecai would have been a funny movie if it were released right after Austin Powers: International Man Of Mystery in 1997.
If director David Koepp's (2012's " Premium Rush ") goal was to mount the next "Austin Powers," he has been sorely led astray by Eric Aronson's (2001's " On the Line ") dismally bad screenplay, which seems to think Mortdecai's facial hair and Johanna's gag reflex every time she tries to kiss him are the height of hilarity.