The end-of-Empire setting is wonderful: a hermetic little England in the middle of South Africa's brick-red countryside, where a clique of colonial grandees, refusing to acknowledge their imminent loss of status, say "toodle-pip" to each other, even as they're fending off boredom with liquor and adultery. But within that setting, I'm not sure that Grant's story is the most interesting one that could have been told. He's made a reverential biopic of himself, with scenes of Ralph discovering cinema and wowing on-lookers with his talent. You half-expect Wah-Wah to finish with a caption: "And that boy grew up to be... Richard E Grant."
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