Just Brigadier Winifred Bambera’s catchphrase or also a two-word review of the 1989 Sylvester McCoy story, Battlefield?
You decide as Jim and Martin sit huddled in No Man’s Land while iffy dialogue, dodgy acting and poor special effects zing past their tortured eyes and ears, only finding solace in their most puerile running gag yet.
They ponder weighty issues such as the merits of film over video, the mysteries of chemistry, McCoy’s anger mismanagement and the messier side of the Brig’s descent into senility.
They say all is fair in love and war but is the KP review fair? Listen here and decide…