Magazine article New Statesman (1996)

Danny Dyer's Right Royal Family Is Brilliantly Stupid Fun: It's Less of a Documentary, and More of an Excuse to Force Dyer to Dress Up in Ridiculous Costumes, Eat Disgusting Food and Order around His New Servants

Magazine article New Statesman (1996)

Danny Dyer's Right Royal Family Is Brilliantly Stupid Fun: It's Less of a Documentary, and More of an Excuse to Force Dyer to Dress Up in Ridiculous Costumes, Eat Disgusting Food and Order around His New Servants

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It was when I saw Danny Dyer biting a chunk of wobbling tongue straight out of the skull of a decapitated sheep, before requesting an alternative meal "that's not gonna make me spew me ring up", that I knew I was watching something special. Danny Dyer's Right Royal Family follows on from the viral episode of Who Do You Think You Are? in which Dyer teared up at the discovery that he is the 22-times great-grandchild of Edward III (apparently most British people Dyer's age are, but don't let that spoil the fun), before announcing: "I think I'm gonna treat meself to a ruff."

In this new series, Dyer travels in search of his long line of royal ancestors. Or, in his own words, he goes on a "blue-blooded binge". It's not a deep dive into history (scholarly observations include: "Back in the day, everybody was on an 'orse") but an excuse to send Dyer to an array of castles and force him to dress up in ridiculous costumes, eat disgusting food, fight like a medieval knight, hunt with a bow and arrow, and order around his new servants. …

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