This oddball bucolic romp has Alice Lowe and Dolly Wells as two sisters, con artists on the run who pose as acclaimed poets and hide out at a literary retreat in Wales’s Black Mountains. Shot in five days and improvised from an outline by director Adams (Benny and Jolene), it’s a ramshackle, low-key affair. Lowe excelled in a rather blacker back-to-nature comedy, Ben Wheatley’s Sightseers, while Tom Cullen was great in Andrew Haigh’s Weekend – but none of the ensemble interplay quite gels here. Jokes about pretentious poetic types are half-cocked – even Lowe’s impassioned recital of a Tesco receipt seems more like a rough run-through for a gag – and the main comic premise, three women getting in a rivalrously undignified flutter over Cullen’s amiably confused hunk, is about as un-Bechdel as it gets.
