I should clarify that this performance probably isn’t going to spark a universal Hot Priest
(Hot Prince?) moment – if anything, The Crown
’s Charles is more akin in spirit to Fleabag’s series one boyfriend
. The show goes to no great lengths to sex things up (though it’s perhaps worth contrasting our introduction to Charles – doing weird vocal exercises before his student play – with our first view of Erin Doherty’s Princess Anne, who (eye-roll) the camera takes in legs and arse first) but instead lets viewers fall for a rather endearing, bumbling and slightly lost character,
if they’re so inclined.
Not all fanciable blokes on TV have to be Richard Madden-in-Bodyguard
types, and Josh-as-Charles can happily be filed alongside other sappy fictional characters I have known and loved, like the intern from the BBC's W1A
and "that lovely vicar from Grantchester
" (copyright: my mum).