Two Men Went to War

The first half of the movie is a particular delight, with the bug-eyed, chinless Cuthbertson playing beautifully against grouchy, stoic King, who's barking mad under that stiff upper lip.

Henderson's warm and toasty little gem of a film, slight though it may be, reminds you that the Greatest Generation, full of vim, vigor, and – most important – an indefatigable sense of purpose, grew up on both sides of the Big Pond.

The middle sections go a bit slack at times, and things wrap up a little too neat and quickly, but overall Two Men Went to War entertains and recalls the type of British period comedy that more regularly appeared here before everything seemingly began to strive for "Full Monty"-sized box-office returns.

Cleverly realizing a novel premise, it's a slight but charming look at the lighter side of WWII.

Two Men is slow and sweet as warm pudding, but Cranham and Derek Jacobi (as one of Churchill's intelligence officers) both add a generous, wholehearted gravitas the film might have thought to ask for in the first place.

Best advice: Wait for Two Men Went to War to go to the small screen.

A wobbly comedy-drama.