Directed by Jim O’Hanlon | Written by Steve Dawson, Andrew Dawson, Tim Inman, Jimmy Carr and Patrick Carr | 97 min | ▲▲▲ | on VOD

1931, and the most lavish manor house in all of Shropceistershire is Fackham Hall (say it fast), belonging to a family of obscenely wealth aristocrats, the Davenports — the Lord and Lady played by Damian Lewis and Katherine Waterston. The four sons all died “doing what they loved” including on the Titanic, so now they’ve only got daughters left, the free spirited spinster (at 23), Rose (Thomasin McKenzie), and Poppy (Emma Laird), who’s to wed an absolute cad, her cousin Archibald (Tom Felton).

Into their lives comes Ben Radcliffe’s Eric Noone (pronounced “no one”), an orphan turned pickpocket, and romance blossoms with Rose, who hits Eric with her daddy’s car.

This should be required viewing for every fan of Downton Abbey (like me), because it absolutely spikes that weird nostalgia for an age of social hierarchies and noblesse oblige that so many of us have indulged in. The movie’s also got room for Tolkien jokes, jazz jokes, Beatles jokes, Bechdel Test jokes, casual incest jokes, Blackpool jokes, 50 Shades of Grey jokes, and more visual and physical gags than you can shake a flying deer at.

And though not all the gags are winners, they come at such a clip if one bombs another is following right behind. The third act gets busy  spoofing that other undeniably English entertainment, the cozy murder mystery. If the production loses some steam with that turn, and the gags get more desperate, you’re either on board with the silliness by then or you’re not. Top marks to the game cast, who really commit.