Original Review:

Much-hyped Boosh boys Julian Barratt and Noel Fielding are criminally wasting their undeniable comedy talent in these bizarre, freewheeling shenanigans.

Their charismatic double act already has a substantial cult following, and the appreciative audience seems happy to lap up whatever their heroes serve up.

But really the pair are all too willing to fall back on surreal nonsense rather than attempt any genuine humour - a crying shame as there are moments of pure comedy genius here, almost all in the tighter first half, that give a glimpse into what brilliance these two could achieve.

For Autoboosh, loosely set around a weekend country break, the dynamic duo have created a dark world of menacing Parker-wearing weirdos, mysterious Cockney villains and crimefighters with unfeasibly long legs.

Yet it is during the simple preamble when the pair are at their funniest. Out of character and without the aid of props or special effects, Barratt and Fielding have the double-act banter down to a T.

For an act so hotly tipped for Perrier greatness, this flabby show comes as a huge disappointment.