Very few films manage to get everything wrong but every so often one comes along ( The Room , Troll 2 ) and reminds us just how rubbish a rubbish film can be. Enter Dungeons and Dragons, a film so awful it literally auto-erased itself from our memories...until we remembered Jeremy Irons that is! Irons really saves D&D from being THE worst film of the noughties (congrats Tommy Wiseau, your title remains intact!), his intense overacting bringing hilarity at every turn. The man appears to ejaculate in every shot and his cartoonish madness rivals even the wackiest of Jim Carrey performances. Jeremy Irons is, in a word, unbelievable here and D&D is worth watching if only to watch the guy flip out and make cum faces whilst holding phallic rods and sceptres. He is given fine hammy support by Bruce Payne, whose blue lipstick, ear worms, slow speech and constant silly face-making makes for one of the silliest looking/sounding henchmen in any film. And although the leads come in the
