Frost dusts off his moves in this flick, writes Christine Powley.
Director: James Griffiths
Cast: Nick Frost, Rashida Jones, Chris O'Dowd, Ian McShane, Olivia Colman, Alexandra Roach, Rory Kinnear, Kayvan Novak, Tim Plester
Rating: (M)
3 stars (out of 5)
Nick Frost is best known as Simon Pegg's chunky comedy sidekick.
While technically not joined at the hip, Cuban Fury (Rialto) is the first film I have seen him in where he was not actively playing off Pegg, although Pegg does turn up in a brief cameo.
Anyone who saw last year's The World's End will know that Frost is rather nifty on his feet and apparently it is one of his pet peeves that people assume he can not dance just because he is ''big-boned''.
Knowing that Frost can shake a tail feather, I was expecting more dancing but instead Cuban Fury spends too long giving us a sorry story of a sad sack of a man who was bullied into giving up his passion for dance.
Bruce (Frost) is so busy staying in his comfort zone that he never does much beyond go to work.
Luckily, his new boss turns out to be Julia (Rashida Jones), a beautiful American who seems to share his sense of humour.
The major obstacle to him developing a relationship with Julia is his immediate boss Drew (Chris O'Dowd), who also fancies her and is somewhat smoother with the ladies than Bruce.
Then Bruce discovers that Julia loves to salsa, the one area where he knows he can best Drew.
The movie finally finds its feet when Bruce steps into the dance studio and dusts off his moves, it is just a pity it took so long to get him there.
Best thing: Frost and O'Dowd have a dance-off in the office car park which is a perfect piece of physical comedy.
Worst thing: Rashida Jones is given a nothing character to play and she lacks that spark of charisma to turn the role into something more than just the love interest.
See it with: A jumbo-sized fizzy drink: all that salsa is thirsty work.
