Once more with (a bit less) feeling. English comics Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon head off on a third Tour de Food, this time to Spain. The dishes and vistas are as sumptuous as ever, even if the food and wine could stand a little more time in the spotlight. But the extrinsic drama and the intrinsic shtick are, like the men themselves, showing signs of age. In the latter case, that’s not always bad: if you’ve seen the previous Trip films, you’ve seen the pair do dueling imitations of Michael Caine and the various Bonds. Here, the pleasure isn’t in the imitation, but in the ingenuity required to find ways to employ it. Brydon’s riff on Roger Moore taking credit for what the Moors wrought in Spain (as related by an increasingly disgusted Coogan) goes from fun to stupid and back to fun again. It may fail as a movie, but it works as a lovely jaunt with witty companions who delight in the pleasures that arise from their long association. (2017) — Matthew Lickona