Review By: Hal AstelI've spent many years getting as many people as I can to see Peter Jackson's debut film, Bad Taste. It's my favourite film of all time, the only movie I've seen over fifty times and probably the only film I've seen over ten. It's not a great movie, though it's astounding in many ways, but favourite movies are not always great movies and they don't have to be. A good case in point is Cinderella, which is to my wife's ex husband what Bad Taste is to me. We discovered Fairy Tales via Cinderella, as it's another soft porn comedy musical that shares the same subject matter and quite a few of the same cast and crew.
This time out the prince has turned 21 and three kooky
doctors serenade him with a ballad designed to instigate him into providing an
heir. He'll inherit the kingdom if only he can produce one by Thursday. The
only catch is that he doesn't get turned on by beautiful naked women willing to
do anything he wants, even when they're Little Bo Peep wearing nothing but her
cute little bonnet. So off he goes on a quest to find the princess of his
dreams who was lost years ago, because he's the only one who he'll be able to
get it up for.