I had a pretty good guess what this would be like from the trailers but the full-length film delivers the awfulness in spades. Why any film director would even think, in their wildest dreams, that there was an entertainment to be made from the thinnest of true life facts is beyond me and that so much effort and money could be lobbed into a swirling vortex that pumps out this candy floss froth is truly astonishing. From the fake sets through the fake accents to the not very good lookey-likey of George VI (Rupert Everett spectacularly fails in what must have amounted to 1 days work) this film has already been dealt a death blow in my local cinema. On a Saturday night there were just a grand total of 10 people in attendance - and 2 of those walked out half-way through. Its a "Carry On Princess" - but without the laughs or the saving grace of double entendres.
Review of A Royal Night Out
