The Baker is a sort of poor man's Grosse Pointe Blank (1997) mixed with one of those cultural comedies much beloved in the UK. It's totally preposterous, very silly and totally clichéd with a slapstick sex scene that isn't funny and stupid characters. It's not a total loss as occasionally it makes you laugh out loud but by the end it's forgettable. Damien Lewis is professional hitman Milo Shakespeare who, disillusioned by his trade, decides to leave and uses the escape plan hatched by his old mentor (Michael Gambon) and heads into the Welsh valleys where he holes up in a rundown baker's shop. The inherently stupid villagers think he's the new baker except one who discovers Milo's hidden weapons stash and correctly guesses his real skills. This opens up the story into a series of incredible misunderstandings and coincidences that may make you groan out loud. There's a love interest of course and a nemesis in the form of Nikolaj Coster-Waldau. The narrative is an attempt at a Carry-On/Ealing comedy style but ultimately it's a daft film.