When an accident obliterates the British royal family and most of its branches, a desperate geneological search discovers the next king: Ralph, a sleazy American lounge singer. Can Ralph measure up to the job, even with the help of loyal aristocrat Willingham? Written by
Camille Coduri and Sir John Hurt are members of the Dr. Whoverse. She was Rose Tyler's mother Jackie, and he was the War Doctor. See more »
While this movie is fictional, King Ralph and King Cedric would not be titled as Ralph I and Cedric I. They are only numbered as such once there has been a second monarch of the same name. Hence Queen Victoria is not referred to as "Victoria I." See more »
[reciting some rules of etiquette to Ralph on videotape]
When in public, a royal personage must refrain from chewing gum, using profanity, picking his nose, scratching his p... p... p... p... private parts and staring down the bust lines of visiting female dignitaries.
What the hell! That's everything!
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This seems to get a panning from film reviewers here, but it actually is a good comedy. The story line is mildly stupid and a replay of the old fish-out-of-water formula, but the British were able to add a fantastic flavour to the film and the comedy is kept in check and doesn't become too outlandishly stupid.
Thumbs up in my view, but it's a little bit date these days. Superb supporting cast and a friendly film: nothing crude and from recollection, no bad language.
Goes to show that it can still be done if you really apply your mind to it!
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