Now Owen, remember what happened last time you were in charge of a motorised vehicle…

Wedding Crashers is an eminently enjoyable and endlessly watchable film, with Owen Wilson and Vince Vaughn coming together as a comic dream team.

Perhaps that’s why I set the bar so high for their new outing, The Internship; though it’s a bar they slither under so shamelessly that it makes Wedding Crashers shine even brighter.

Nick and Billy, played by Wilson and Vaughn respectively, are two watch salesmen who lose more than just jobs when their company goes bust.

With no career opportunities in front of them, these two late thirtysomethings decide to do the unthinkable; they’ll apply for internships at Google.

For some vague and unexplained reason, this will help them follow their dreams as all they have right now are lives filled with regret.

Even though nothing even remotely related to computers has ever interested them before.

After miraculously landing two of the internship positions with Google, our two midlife crisis heroes head to San Fran so they can start living the digital dream.

Alas, knowing nothing and I mean nothing about anything remotely connected to the digital age, Billy and Nick find themselves social outcasts in the internship program instead of the stars they thought they were going to be.

And, to make matters worse, turns out there are only five actual jobs for all these interns to compete for.

So when the masses are divided into teams, Billy and Nick unsurprisingly find themselves with a collection of misfits.

Can our tech clueless yet lovable oafs turn it around, use their innate people skills to inspire their new teammates so they can win the internship competition and get those dream jobs?

All you have to do is sit through another hour and a half of Google ads masquerading as a movie to find out.

Have you heard of Google translate, Google bikes, Google earth, Google hang out Google tech support? Well, you have now!

There are some genuinely funny moments in The Internship, but the plot is so scarred by its Google-centric-ness and its poor attention to detail that you’ll find it very hard to connect with this material.

As the film goes to painful lengths to remind us, Wilson and Vaughn’s characters are a couple of dinosaurs in the digital era.

They don’t even know what the Internet is called even.

Hilarious.

This alone is worth a handful of long winded jokes that, in no way, bore you senseless with their banality and leave you wondering why some of them weren’t left on the editing room floor.

Especially as The Internship clocks in at a laboriously long two hours.

It’s kind of a novel idea really, making people pay to watch your ads; but putting two fading stars into a movie and hoping hours of senseless Internet jokes inspire folk to buy Google androids may make you feel anything but lucky.

Shelton Lindsay