The Trip to Italy

While the conceit of Michael Winterbottom’s The Trip to Italy is basically a carbon copy of 2010’s The Trip, this follow up is no less winning and is actually more charming than its predecessor. While The Trip was a rare mix of side-splittingly funny and truly touching moments, this second act (A Trip to France, anyone?) is well … more. While you can expect that dueling Michael Caine impressions and the “small man trapped in a box” will make a re-appearance, so too will the introspective moments of true melancholy that helped make the first film much more than a (extraordinarily funny) comic trifle.
For the uninitiated, The Trip was an edited version of a 2010 BBC TV series starring Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon as, well … Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon. Sort of. They play outsized versions of themselves with fictionalized back stories and personal lives but with strong elements of reality thrown in for good measure. That said, there’s more to it than that.
The premise is relatively simple: Following on their successful trip reviewing top restaurants in the English Lake Country in The Trip, Rob and Steve have been asked by The Observer newspaper to do the same thing in Italy, retracing the journey of the ex-pat English Romantic poets. After cajoling Steve into coming along (he didn’t have to try very hard), Rob rents a Mini Cooper and before you can say “Master Bruce,” the “Michael Caine in The Italian Job” impressions are flowing freely and you know what? It never gets boring.
As with The Trip, the two men bicker as much as they banter, falling into familiar roles. Rob as the relatively happy-go-lucky, up-for-anything traveler and Steve as the significantly more grumpy half of the duo, to whom complaints come easily, especially when it turns out that due to a broken iPod jack, the only music they have to listen to is Alanis Morissette’s “Jagged Little Pill.”