Thank You Come Again review: 'It all seems a bit old-fashioned'
Begun some years ago but struck by tragedy when one of its actors, Steve Harris, died in a dreadful accident, Stephen Clarke Dunne’s bawdy comedy is set in a Dublin sex shop called, you guessed it, Thank You Come Again.
The owner and his assistants spend most of their time bickering and operating a surprisingly enlightened returns policy, but the discovery of a handful of jewels changes everything.
Well sort of: nothing much happens in this film, which was made for half nothing and is full of giddily overwritten scenes involving eccentric customers and a confession box sequence that feels like bad Dave Allen.
It all seems a bit old-fashioned.