The only man who could make the Queen sound like a peasent.

This is marvellous. Very informative and I could listen to Brian Sewell talk all day. I don’t think I’ve ever heard a posher accent anywhere. I love it.

Thank you so much for posting. Love Brian Sewell, and Rolls Royce and nearly fell off the settee when I saw my actual car being driven by him … The Silver Cloud by James Young. Made my day! Thank you 🙏🏻

So glad I watched this to the " Very End" ....of the line.... new Rollers are Beasts of Over Statement!!!

Thanks for posting this. Really enjoyed it. Brian Sewell was not only a great art critic, he was a great motoring journalist too. Someone should bring out a collection of his motoring reviews for the Evening Standard.

RIP Brian. Thanks for posting this.

But, let's be fair. The Phantom from BMW is a magnificent vehicle that is, in modern times, a monster that combines the extravagance of the original Phantoms with modern day driving needs.

A fine journey through time and history. Fascinating to hear Brian’s opinion that part of Rolls-Royce’s decline began with the Silver Shadow production from 1965 when coachbuilding declined. Interesting now that the majority of new Rolls-Royce’s built are at least heavily customised, with the top end cars totally customised and, er, therefore coach built..if you have the money you can still specify and buy the best car in the world.

great video sir lovely man

When I was a kid, sixty years ago, my neighbor, George, had a 1961 Silver Cloud ll. He loved that car, and could recite Rolls-Royce history at will. His prior cars were Packards and Mercedes. Brian's assessment of today's R-R monstrosities is spot-on. George would be aghast to see one.

Very rare, thanks a lot.

I love this series hosted by Apricot Lil -- and who knew she's an expert on motorcars?

A great video ....but can anyone tell me the make of his white umbrella ...I did know but I have forgotten ....I know its a London make .

Apart from art, Brian loved cars and dogs, so I wonder whether he ever did a documentary on dogs too.

Phantom is very beautiful very comfortable and big passanger seat in back side

Sewell. The only man who could say "plumbers" as though they are a turd that just wont flush

Ma786sai Dua absolutely marvellous

At the end of the video did he incorrectly said in bad English ain't a Rolls Royce ?

Ahhh, I miss Brian Sewell, if only for his anachronistic views, his misogyny (I think he disparages "wimmin" 3 times in this piece) and his sneering view of the working man who's done well, and had the temerity to buy a Golden Roller... I used to watch anything he presented, I particularly liked his art history work, but he really was a throwback to another age. We still have Jacob Rees-Mogg (Minister for the 19th Century) I suppose...

So true about BMW incarnation! I love ROLLS ROYCE. Can't stand BMW block incarnation! Hideous!

Sadly , England AIN'T anymore.... Get with it and move on.

The film of a dusty, snobbish british art critic, thinks he can evaluate a brand that he obviously has no understanding of at all. A Rolls-Royce was and still is a car for the rich who want to show off what they have. You wanted to stand out with a Rolls-Royce in 1930 just as much as you do in 2002. Anyone who claims otherwise is sitting in a tower of enthusiastic narrow-mindedness. There is a huge amount of arrogance in this old man when he ends his eulogies by portraying the New Phantom as a monstrous BMW knock-off. Had he done his job - just - as a journalist well, he would have learnt that Marek Djordjevich, the designer of the oh-so-evil New Phantom, presented the most important designs of the new Rolls-Royce to John Polwhele Blatchley before introducing the new car to the world. Only to be told enthusiastically that the final design chosen was exactly the one that he, Bletchley, would have chosen. The in-house iconographic designer of vehicles such as the Silver Cloud congratulated Marek on the design and declared that it was a worthy successor to the Phantom VI and a worthy Rolls-Royce! However, if, as in the case of this blasé old man, interest in facts ends with his own vanity and personal perceptions are declared to be the measure of all things, then there can no longer be any talk of journalism. Then it is at best a film by a grumpy car enthusiast who has not honestly and objectively studied the main subject of his film, let alone understood it.