This sees the pair returning to the roles of Californian buddies Bobby and Ricky...but time has moved on.

Bobby is acting as driver for his stripper girlfriend Jessica (Famke Janssen) while Ricky still hasn't found his niche and is relying on his chum for direction.

Things aren't looking good for the pair of them when their labouring job goes belly-up and Bobby loses his cool when men at a stag party try to get too friendly with Jessica.

However, Jessica's boss Max (Peter Falk) suggests Bobby and Ricky (with some reservations) go to New York to help iron out a deal he's got going there.

Chaos ensues as the hapless duo are despatched club class to the Soho Grand and then onto to meet drugs kingpin Ruiz (Sean Combs aka P Diddy).

A wild night follows with Bobby and Ricky comprehensively out-of-their depth among a cast of Manhattan gold diggers, shady drug dealers and various ne'r do wells.

However, Ricky thinks his self-penned street rap will get him what he wants. "Hey, that's what makes you what you are", he tells an It Girl who reveals her corns to him.

Dawn comes all too quickly and the duo find themselves heading over to a redundant docks in Brooklyn to close a major deal with The Welshman (who is in fact from Glasgow).

Favreau writes, acts and direct like a dream...but it is Vaughn who steals the show as the wise-cracking empty head with skin like a rhino.

Every scene featuring one of Vaughn's spiels is an utter joy - check out the altercation with the stewardess who threatens to have his bags sent to Canada.

If you liked Swingers then you will love this...sharp, sassy humour and an unexpectedly touching ending that makes these two the best comedy duo around.