Oh, ****ing hell, spices, now what you gone and done?!

For some reason the dialogue with big jars of powder, grains and dried chillis amused me. Kept hoping a giant capsicum would talk back and scare the *beep* out of her.

Unrelated but I think the director had a penchant for casting women who resemble ducks.

I'm ****ing Irish. I'll deal with something being wrong for the rest of my life.