Monty Python’s first feature film is an hour and a half of the best sketches from their BBC show, Monty Python’s Flying Circus, reshot for an American audience.

In theory it should be just as funny as the original. Same jokes, same people. But somehow, everything falls flat. It feels joyless. Perhaps retread doesn’t make for good comedy, or maybe they lost something by performing for a camera rather than a live audience.

If you don’t know Monty Python’s work, this would be a great introduction, but if you’re already well-versed in their rather offbeat humor, I wouldn’t recommend it.