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Wednesday, November 9, 2022

The Crown Season 5

As I've said previously, I'm a viewer who saw it all unfold in real life way back then and have been looking forward to this season with great delight. The ride so far has been wild. I'm in the middle of episode seven and thus far the show has not disappointed. As in past seasons, it's beautifully shot on glorious sets. The production value must be astronomical. The Crown once again commands attention using various narrative devices and seamlessly interweaves fact with fiction.

Calling it now: there will be Awards.

Imelda Staunton, as Queen Elizabeth II:  many chef's kisses. Staunton's wig is a miss - they should have softened out those sharp edges just a bit and it can be distracting to nitpicky Moi - but her acting is outstanding, both in mannerisms and how she nails Elizabeth's voice, the best of all the actresses to have played the part and that's saying a lot. She shines in the 'Annus Horriblus' episode and in the scenes with Natascha McElhone as Penny Knatchbull, the special friend of Prince Phillip who remained by his side until his death.

Though Jonathon Pryce is an incredible actor, I wasn't convinced he was right to play Prince Phillip, Duke of Edinburgh but he was given a meaty script and dug in with gusto. The chemistry between Pryce and Staunton is undeniably solid and their scenes convey the depth of the partnership between the monarch and her consort. They were truly a couple dedicated to promoting and protecting the institution, regardless of what happened between them in private. And stuff happened. The Crown gives enough guidance to lead the viewer to read between the lines. Nothing about the royal family is as The Firm would like the masses to believe.

Lesley Manville can do no wrong in my eyes and she brings a warmth and humanity to Princess Margaret, who was deservedly one of the saddest, complicated, most bitter of women. There are flashback moments as her relationship with Group Captain Peter Townsend is explored - the overall effect is touching and for anyone who knows the history, a reminder of the human cost of living in the gilded cage that is royalty.

I was initially thrown by Claudia Harrison as Anne, the Princess Royal (I don't remember her hair being so dark and my memory was of much more pouf - I'm not so hair-centric as a rule, but with the budget and plethora of photos available, my expectations were higher than a 60s beehive.) Harrison nails the physicality, voice and ballsy nature of what Anne, the real woman, has let the world see. 

Timothee Sambor as the young Prince William oozes sullen teenage disdain for his parents and his scenes with Staunton are a heart-warming dramatization of his deepening relationship with his grandmother as she begins to unofficially train the heir of the heir. It's hard not to feel sympathy for the boy who had to grow up with the most private and humiliating details of his parent's marriage playing out so publicly. The show peppers foreshadowing of Elizabeth's concern for her grandchildren throughout, setting up her reasoning for failing to act sooner when Diana was suddenly killed and sparking a crisis that will be inevitably be covered in season six.

For the first few episodes I was seriously afraid the show would waste the talent of Jonny Lee Miller as John Major, but appreciated his hotness in his sad wig while he quietly gave the slightest of nods in scene after scene. His stillness is rather eerie. Later episodes do give him more to work with but the boring essence of the quintessential calm, soft-spoken, dependable man just is. 

Prasanna Puwanarajah is highlighted as the bad guy in this season as the BBC's Martin Bashear. He does a credible job of warm earnestness that would have convinced anyone of his good intentions. Given what has come to light about how he lied and tricked Diana, the Princess of Wales into giving the infamous Panorama interview that blew everything to kingdom come, this storyline feels oh-so-icky, but it's important not to take away Diana's agency. Right or wrong, she wanted to get her story out. She said what she said and she meant it.

The 'Mou Mou' episode is the one I didn't know I needed but the Mohamed al-Fayed storyline is handled magnificently and Salim Daw gives a top-notch performance. By the end I found him endearing. No offense intended to the actors, but I continue to be underwhelmed by both the person and character of Dodi al-Fayed. While it's tragic that he also was killed, I suspect my bias about the events and that she died in the company of what I've perceived as such a mediocre man remains. Perhaps further episodes or season six will change my mind but they're going to have to work for it. 

Though we will never know the truth about the real relationship between Diana and Dr. Haznat Khan, it's been said he was the love of her life and the whole depiction just makes me sad all over again. Actor Humayun Saeed has a warm chemistry with Elizabeth Debicki's Diana and it's difficult not to imagine how history would have played out differently if they had been able to pursue their future together like a normal couple. I wish the show had added more about the demise of their two year relationship and the effect it had on the last years of Diana's life.  

Olivia Williams as then Camilla Parker-Bowles, now Camilla, Queen Consort, does a fine job of playing what was once the most-hated woman in Britain. I'm looking forward to how the redemption campaign will be depicted. Show runner Peter Morgan paid now King Charles III a huge compliment casting Dominic West as the then Prince of Wales. It couldn't have been an easy role and while West does an admirable job of it, despite a little too much of that weird mouth thing Charles does, I've yet to be transfixed into believing I'm watching the man and not the actor playing the man. 

It's really no wonder the current monarch has been so up in arms about this season in particular. It must truly suck to have your own misdeeds thrown open to scrutiny again. Despite the fact that most of this is a dramatization, it is based on what has been public knowledge for decades and he comes off as a total dick. At the end of one episode, the show attempts to borrow the real Dominic West's cool vibe and parlay it unto Charles, but I just laughed out loud. As if. 

Elizabeth Debiki as Diana is uncanny. She deserves ALL the awards. They should make up awards for her. Like, seriously, no other actress should attempt to play her again ever again. We are done. 

Peter Morgan and the writers of The Crown - bless. Claudia Harrison as Anne, The Princess Royal:

"It was a little...gynecolgical for my taste." 

Sunday, October 23, 2022

Take Me As I Am

When Kitty recently played this week's Song of the Week selection, we both sang away with defiant ownership and I knew it would end up here soon. She probably doesn't remember a time when she didn't know the lyrics as well as The Alphabet Song or The Lord's Prayer. When the song was released in March 1987 I was in the process of escaping an abusive marriage and starting life anew for our little family of four. After dizzying, uncertain, and mostly terrifying months that involved living in a women and children's shelter, a lot of police visits and court dates, we'd finally moved into a small townhouse of our own. We didn't have much but it was an enormous improvement and safety tops a fancy home or furnishings. One of the first things I bought was a used boom box. I'd scout thrift stores for used CDs and friends gifted me new releases to build my library. Our home would be filled with music. 

This song was my anthem of empowerment. Playing constantly, it reinforced my growing acceptance of all the parts of my personality that had been beaten down. The only time a neighbour had to knock on my door to tell me to turn my music down was probably because they were sick of hearing me belting this out on a never-ending loop. Though a little embarrassed, I kept turning to it for inspiration and to help fight the fear that would take years to come to terms with. While I taught my children to sing 'witch,' I was learning who I was deep down, where my strength fortified me, and it was a daily discovery. Fear and self-doubt riddled me but there's a survivor spirit in my DNA. In retrospect I did myself and my loved ones a huge disservice by not taking enough time to continue that journey.

As spring and summer rolled on, I'd begun casually seeing someone and I thought he might be the stronger man. It turns out he wasn't. He took more from me than the one who left me concussed with bruises and bitemarks. What he, Mister Nice Guy, taught me is that a wolf in sheep's clothing excels at slowly and insidiously chipping away at your core, feasting on everything down to the marrow. If you're not careful, they'll drain you until you're of no further use, walking away to use the next person to enrich themselves, leaving you a bloody bag of bones as the hyenas nip at your heels.  

Nobody was ever worth losing my right to be treated with fairness and respect, even though I am an imperfect and complex work-in-progress. He once commented early in our relationship that it was amazing I wasn't a man-hater after what I'd been through. While I still don't generalize, the damage he did managed to accomplish what the first guy didn't: there will never again be another man I can trust enough to share my life with in anything other than a superficial way. Most days that's a good thing (because they tend to be a lot of bother) but there are times when what he stole from me gets me pissed off all over again. That's when I pull out this week's song, Bitch by Meredith Brooks, turn it up loud, sing out the feels and embrace it all.


Brooks described the song as being about self-acceptance, referring to the word "bitch" as a term of endearment. Brooks intended to reclaim the word, removing the pejorative connotations surrounding it. She further explained the meaning of the song:

I'm not "an angry young girl" - or whatever the phrase of the moment is - but I'm human. It's not to excuse ranting and raving, but I don't think there's anything wrong with having "a mood". I don't think we all need to keep the mask on all the time.

From Wiki: "The song was performed as part of Brooks' opening set on The Rolling StonesBridges to Babylon Tour. Brooks left the stage early after the audience began booing and throwing bottles, batteries, and coins at her. In response, Brooks cited the crowd's behavior as misogynistic and illustrative of the dangers of mob mentality."

Allow Anscrming to assure you of this: the Bitch I am today would get up on stage with her to throw the projectiles back at them. When life hands you lemons...work on your aim. #SorryNotSorry

Monday, September 12, 2022

Her Majesty's Final Stop in Scotland

The Scottish people are turning out in droves to pay their final respects to Queen Elizabeth II in advance of the service of thanksgiving at St. Giles' Cathedral, Edinburgh today. So many have lined the Royal Mile that police are stopping any further access due to lack of standing room. Somber and undeniably watchable for any Anglophile. The history and architecture nerd inside me is enthralled.  

I've been watching ITVs coverage on Twitter, and they just aired a lovely piece on how Scots held a special place in their hearts for QEII, and she for them. While I was searching for a clip, I came across the excellent 2018 doc with David Attenborough: The Queen's Green Planet  - well worth a watch.