One of the early movies in the royal and a commoner genre we're now flooded with. It lacks originality, charismatic actors, and sometimes even logic. The prince obviously took a commercial transatlantic flight to the US since he went incognito, so how the hell did he end up in the middle of nowhere instead of New York in the first place? Or did he travel in his ridiculous royal outfit the whole time the second time around? I usually enjoy feel-good TV movies, but this was pretty bad. I'd rather watch any of Hallmark's movies with a similar plot again than this one.
Review of A Prince for Christmas
