Saturday

After finally getting some sleep, I get up refreshed on Saturday morning and ready to face the weekend. We faff around a little in the morning and then head to Sainsbury's for shopping duties, before avoiding the rain by getting the bus back. The weather is pretty disappointing for the time of year - sort of cold and drizzly and really not behaving like the May April promised us.

Accordingly, we're making it a bit of a rainy-day Saturday. After lunch we get the tube to Highbury & Islington and walk down Upper Street to the Vue Cinema in Angel, intending to see Chris Morris' new film, Four Lions. We pay for our tickets and head for the small screen they point out to us and take our seats. We sit through the unremarkable trailers, the only interesting thing being the girl two rows in front of us who has, as "snacks", a full multipack of Sainsbury's Basic's crisps and a full 1 litre tub of Basics ice cream - into which she has broken up a massive bar of chocolate. Nice.

So the trailers finish and the BBFC certificate pops up - confirming the film to be the venerable Hot Tub Time Machine. Hmm, odd, we think. Why would they put the wrong certificate up? As Hot Tub Time Machine in fact starts, we check our tickets and find that we have in fact been sold tickets to Hot Tub Time Machine. Sounds a bit like Four Lions, doesn't it?

We run out of the screen and head for the counter to have our tickets swapped and get back into the correct screen at the other end of the building - just in time to watch all the trailers again. Brilliant.

The film, in the event, is great - as I probably expected. It's not nearly as edgy or even controversial as anyone in the media might have suggested, and simply follows the story of four hapless, misguided, radicalised young Muslims from Sheffield as they prepare for a suicide attack on London. It's full of great slapstick laughs and the usual smattering of Morris-isms, and actually has a few punches to the gut later on in the film. Four Lions is one of those films that can be held up as evidence that, when it comes to dealing sensitively and thoughtfully with "big issues", comedy can often be the most effective tool.