Taron Egerton looks different to me in every film he’s been in – if I find myself looking at an actor & wondering who it is, I’ve started just assuming it’s him. Suitably ludicrous airport-thriller centred around getting a suitcase with a frankly absurd amount of Novichok onto a plane, and Jason Bateman as the bad guy. For about the first half of the film you only hear his voice – and I was convinced it was Stanley Tucci. I mean it’s not like I regularly listen to Bateman’s voice on a podcast, or anything. And, despite the title, not a Sid James reference in sight.
Carry-On
