A massive international delegation of critical sourpusses has been mewing condescendingly about Mike Myers and his cheerful, silly, crass, and entertaining new comedy. These are pundits who solemnly indulge the most egregious flaws in every genre except comedy, and have in this case a professional requirement to buy into the narrative of Myers's personal arrogance and career comeuppance retailed in all the magazine profile pieces. Anyway: The Love Guru is a daft, immature, occasionally sentimental comedy sending up Indian self-help gurus. It has some very groanworthy schoolboy gags - and plenty of really good ones as well. Myers' shtick isn't for everyone, but I laughed. Looking around, however, I saw that my fellow critics were enjoying themselves as much as Gordon Brown on the beach at Southwold. Oh well ...