The passing of Bernard Cribbins last week reminded me that I had seen him a movie I watched a couple of months ago. The character he played I’m most familiar with is Wilfred Mott, grandfather of Donna Noble on Doctor Who.
The movie I saw is a sequel to one you’ve probably watched, or at least heard of; a Peter Sellers film. The first film also starred William Hartnell, who would become the First Doctor a few years later.
Since I’m reviewing the second movie, here’s a recap of the first as a reminder or in case you haven’t seen it yet. It’s called The Mouse That Roared, based on the novel by Leonard Wibberley.
The Dutchy of Grand Fenwick is a micronation 5 miles long by 3 miles wide located right against the Alps in between France and Switzerland. It has remained proudly pre-industrial since its founding 600 years ago and has less than 6000 people, but when their economy-driving Pinot Grand Fenwick wine gets a competitor in California making a knockoff, the country is about to go bankrupt.
The solution is to go to war with the United States. There’s no way they’ll win and they’ll lose soundly and swiftly, but the US has a long history of bailing out former enemies, so they’ll send money and the country will be saved.
It’s not a spoiler to say that they improbably do win because that’s a trope of such underdog comedies. Exactly how, I’ll leave it to you to watch the movie and/or read the book.

The sequel is The Mouse on the Moon. I’m going to talk mostly about the film, but with a little bit about the novel. I’m still reading through it. I started with Roared and had to pause to buy a new edition because I had bought one of those pocket editions from the 1960s and the pages are starting to come loose.
As with all adaptations, there is more in the novel than the film. The event that gets the ball rolling, or in this case, space race, is completely different.
The novel has it that Professor Kokintz, who returned to his homeland of Grand Fenwick after their victory over the United States, was tinkering around on something else and noticed that the wine might do well as a rocket fuel after the US-Russia space race comes up in conversation. When the Duchess (a younger woman than the bumbling Queen Elizabeth parody from the movies) wants a fur coat so her international social status can be maintained, Prime Minister Mountjoy sees a way to bolster the country’s shrinking finances and invest in modernization to attract tourists.
In the movie, Grand Fenwick’s wine is starting to explode after it’s exported. I don’t know what changed, but something did. They’re going to go bankrupt again. Mountjoy still wants improvements, but mostly he wants indoor plumbing so he can have a hot bath. Kokintz stumbles on how to turn the wine into rocket fuel.
That’s about the point where I currently am in the book, so now I’ll switch solely to the movie. Grand Fenwick requests a small amount of money from the US so they can start research and join the space race. There’s no way they’ll win and they know the US knows they won’t, but it helps the US look good to help a little guy do the impossible.
The US sends more than what was requested. Russia decides to send an outdated rocket. England decides to send a spy (Terry-Thomas, the gap-toothed, finely-dressed actor you’d recognize when you see him).
This disrupts Mountjoy’s plans, as does the return of his son (Bernard Cribbins), who had been sent to England for higher education (and a devious education necessary for all politicians). There’s a space race and we have a rocket? Oh, please, father. I don’t want to run the country. I want to be an astronaut more than anything in my entire life.
The little mouse that roared before is soon atop the rocket, with the non-roar of its wine-powered engines, shower head directional controls below and chickens along for the ride to provide fresh eggs. The space race is on!
Both the novels and the films are satires of politics. There’s a lot of parallels you’ll see today with any two-party system or two or more countries competing against each other. One side opposes the other just as standard policy.
The advertisements for both hype them up as great comedies. “The zaniest laugh sensation of the year”, etc. I find them humorous, but it’s more of an appreciation of the humor instead of being something I’d laugh out loud at. I know that’s mostly of how I am (British comedies = funny, American comedies = less so) and because I’m reading/watching them in private instead of watching either movie in a theater. It’s a difference experience than you get being in a group watching them together.
Some of it may also be because times have changed since the 1960s. There were also assumptions about what the moon would be like that we learned weren’t correct. But for the time, it helped the comedic bits of the movie.
There weren’t any more movies after The Mouse on the Moon. If you want to learn more about the Duchy of Grand Fenwick, the books are:
- The Mouse that Roared
- The Mouse on the Moon
- The Mouse on Wall Street - Grand Fenwick starts investing in failing companies, disrupting the world’s finances
- The Mouse that Saved the West - The largest deposit of Black Gold/Texas Tea is discovered under Grand Fenwick
- Beware the Mouse - Grand Fenwick’s origins