“Hello, My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die ….”
An Ungrateful grandson ….
Based on the book of the same name by William Goldman the Princess Bride at first seems an unlikely candidate for a successful adaptation to film. However, the film itself is slightly mocking of itself with a large dash of hyperbole and satirical “slant” on swashbuckling and fantasy genres, naturally sprinkled with a number of clichés of the genre, making for a very good and entertaining film.
A grandfather (played by Columbo‘s Peter Falk) tells the story to his somewhat cynical grandson (who is presumably used to books with spaceships and guns in) of how stable boy Westley (Cary Elwes) falls in love with the Buttercup (seriously who thinks of these names?) played by Robin Wright. However, Westley is kidnapped, reportedly murdered by a gang of pirates and Buttercup is regrettably bethrothed to an evil Prince called Humperdinck. Buttercup herself is kidnapped by a giant and in pursuit of her there are a mysterious masked pirate (Westley perhaps?), a master Spanish swordsman and a scheming criminal mastermind. They all pursue Buttercup unto the “Cliffs Of Insanity.” Clichés galore!
However, the script is very good, very funny and the clichés make the film with enough twists of fate the odd, almost slapstick, moment. To top it all there are a number of excellent cameos including an appearance from Peter Cook, a man who was surely God’s gift to comedy. Fantastic film, get the special edition, the extras are worth the extra money.
But seriously “Buttercup”? That’s what you name a cow!