He's the young heir to the throne, he's got an eye for the ladies but relations with his parents aren't all they might be.

No, not Prince William. Prince Edward. Not that Prince Edward. The Danish one. You know, Prince Edvard. With a "v".

Despite this, you'd be forgiven for thinking the British monarchy was the basis for Martha Coolidge's comedy about a blueblood falling for an American farmgirl.

For a start there's not a Danish actor in sight - quintessential Brit, Edward Fox, plays the king while Miranda Richardson is the queen.

Sometime EastEnders actor Luke Mably - a Prince William doppelganger - is the crown prince, while UK comedy stalwart Ben Miller is his long-suffering valet.

Prince Edvard is shipped off to the States after one too many run-ins with the Danish tabloid press (the last being a BMW road race with Formula 1 star, Eddie Irvine, in a bizarre cameo).

There, he becomes infatuated with pre-med student Paige Morgan (Stiles), a young woman who already has her career mapped out and can handle a Ford pick-up on the family dairy farm.

As their mutual attraction grows, she has to choose between becoming the next Danish queen (no, really)... or pursuing her dream to become a doctor.

At least this makes no attempt to even get on nodding terms with the real world, but you'll have to suspend all disbelief to buy into it.

Eddie learns what it's like to have to earn respect (and money) while Paige is taught to broaden her horizons.

This takes the form of a whirlwind visit to Denmark, where she's treated like, er, royalty, while Eddie masters the skill of American lawnmower racing.

There's a mildly feminist slant in the character of Paige, who knows exactly what she wants in the world and will not be dulled into a life of domesticity.

However, Stiles appears a little too worldly wise and adult for the part of a country girl-turned-medic.

Occasionally, the movie slips the rom-com mantle to deliver something a little tart - Richardson's Queen Rosalind acidly warns of the dangers of going the way of Princess Di.

Other than that, it's a light confection of ball gowns, palaces, frat boys and momma's home cooking.

Hardly majestic but neither a right royal turkey.

Tim Evans