In honour of this film’s subject, I recommend downloading a pirated copy of the soundtrack album, which features a cornucopia of excellent ’60s hits.
Then, you guys (or that-way inclined girls) can enjoy this picture:
…and you girls (or that-way inclined guys, or just anyone who’s been dying to see Nick Frost with his kit off) can enjoy this picture:
…and I’ve saved you the task of sitting through this witless, pointless, brainless, sexist, disjointed, utterly desperate mess.