It's the summer of '66 and all of England is agog about the World Cup. That is, all except for 12-year-old, bespectacled Bernie, who's been busy meticulously planning his bar mitzvah — with slides, index cards, and seating charts — for years already. When it becomes clear that his big day will be radically compromised by football and his parents' failing business, he falls into a tailspin that even his eccentric family notices. Sixty Six may kowtow to a now-hackneyed nostalgia for midcentury Jewish life, but the specificity of its characters — and the high caliber of performances from such players as a virtually unrecognizable Helena Bonham Carter — rescues this venture from sentimentality.