If the Queen, Muhammed Ali and Jane Austen- to name but a few- are deemed worthy of film immortality, it could be the crime of the decade that it’s taken this long for the Chico movie to materialize. You remember Chico right? Come on! “It’s Chico time!” and, well, no that was kind of it. He was the original Jedward, but without the rapping.

Well, thankfully this terrible mistake has finally been rectified. We can happily report that Chico (it could be he once had another name, but it’s far too late for that, much like Golum he has been consumed by his alter-ego) is working on a script. A script called Lunchbox. It’s a poignant look at the fickle nature of the modern consumer, and how easily we dispose of TV-generated condensed human emotion. Only kidding. Actually it’s about a stripping troupe getting up to high jinks all around Europe. Based on Chico’s life. Wonderful. That’ll show ’em.