At first, I wasn’t sure if The Trip to Italy amounted to more than snapshots of the Italian countryside, mouthwatering plates of pasta, and two Brits’ best impressions of Al Pacino and Michael Caine. This “second course” of a sequel to 2010’s The Trip follows Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon (playing fictional versions of themselves) on a restaurant review trip through Italy, where they take their philandering and drollery just as seriously as their food criticism.

A warning: this film rambles along at the pace of…well…a lazy vacation in Tuscany. Seemingly aimless conversations over meals on sunlit cafe patios or chats in a convertible Mini Cooper comprise the majority of the film, and I was often left wanting more. The story would have benefited from stronger development of characters outside the trip, perhaps through flashbacks or vignettes. Still, what this movie lacks in narrative muscle, it makes up for in Coogan and Brydon’s witty one-liners.

Aside from the duo’s on-screen quips, The Trip to Italy finds a much-needed tenderness through poignant glimpses at their insecurities, especially regarding Coogan’s relationship with his son, who is acclimating to a new phase of life in LA. Coogan and Brydon contemplate the uncertainties of growing older, death, and what we leave behind. These moments are sparse and left unresolved, but they are still substantial enough to balance the lighthearted scenes.

This one is a no-go if you’re in the mood for a gripping plot—or any plot at all, really. But if you can look past that, you’re left with a hysterical amble through some of the most photogenic spots in Italy. And few can complain about that.