They never talked so much as positioned themselves atmospherically next to burning fires and exchanged terse, tight-lipped words about heirs, England, and curses. Since they married, the Royal pair have made a dreary couple. Pervy uncle Richard (equipped with special perv window – did you see?) may have explained his behaviour away as a strategic manoeuvre to weaken Henry Tudor’s campaign, but no man looks at a lutenist that lustily without meaning it.Īnne’s death was regrettable (life pre-antibiotics was a sad business), but the character had never been an easy one to care for. While little Edward was rasping his last breath, his dad was publicly salivating over his hot niece from Skins. Though it’s perhaps unwise to admit in public that a child’s death failed to move you, the pallid heir’s slo-mo overwrought demise was more a ticked box than an affecting moment for me. Poor Anne and her sickly son were looking peakier than the Lake District and consequently, neither made it past the half-way mark. Before we reached the climactic battle, court had to contend with a couple of premature deaths and a spot of incest.
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