Showing posts with label Men. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Men. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 4, 2026

Season 1 - Elizabeth R (1971-1972)

Back in 2011 I went to the book launch for Margaret George's Elizabeth I at my local Barnes and Noble. When we were able to ask questions at the end of her talk I wanted to know which actor, in her mind, was the definitive Elizabeth I. There have been so many over the years, from Judi Dench winning an Oscar for eight minutes of screen time in Shakespeare in Love to Cate Blanchett's Oscar nomination for her stunning portrayal of the monarch in Elizabeth. Without hesitating Margaret George said Glenda Jackson. It's something I had often heard. I mean, she was literally playing her in two productions simultaneously, Elizabeth R and Mary, Queen of Scots. Now that I have finally watched Elizabeth R I do agree with Margaret George, Glenda Jackson is the definitive Queen Elizabeth, it's just too bad this miniseries isn't actually about her. At this point I'm sure you're scratching your head. You're thinking, but the miniseries is literally called Elizabeth R so how could it not be about her? By being about the men around her. And, oh, does this enrage me. A woman who set out not to be defined by a man and a miniseries comes along in the nineteen seventies and is all about the men in her life. There's literally only one episodes that's female-centric and it's about Mary, Queen of Scots. Seriously!?! This is how you treat the most famous queen in history? But first, let's start from the beginning. This series follows on the heels of the production of The Six Wives of Henry VIII. So unless you've watched that fever dream of a miniseries that literally has a dream ballet, well, you're going to spend the first episode completely confused. But seeing as I totally recommend never watching The Six Wives of Henry VIII because it will make you hate the Tudors forever just go with the confusion. Because it will last the entire series even after you've found your footing as we focus on one male after another. I mean, I love me some Robert Hardy, but this show isn't called Robert Dudley now is it? And as for Elizabeth's suitor François, the Duke of Alençon, getting more screen time than her just bemoaning his life in his shitty quarters? Come on man! The least you could do is dance for the queen instead of bitching and moaning. If you must take center stage, take it! But then along comes Robert Devereux, Robert Dudley's stepson played by Robin Ellis, and he hijacks the plot so much he takes it to Ireland. Did I sign up to watch Robert Devereux wander about Ireland? OH NO I DID NOT! At least I got to see him executed. Though sadly not in as much detail as Mary, Queen of Scots. Who at the BBC really thought this was a good idea? I know this ties together with The Six Wives of Henry VIII which inverted the narrative by being seen from the POV of the wives, so did someone think, hey it worked once let's try it again but with his daughter! Here's the thing though, it didn't work. In either series. Plus actually calling this miniseries Elizabeth R is deceitful. Why not just call it Lizzy's Lads and be done with it? Because I sure am.

Wednesday, July 3, 2024

Book Review - Madeline Miller's Circe

Circe by Madeline Miller
Published by: Little, Brown and Company
Publication Date: April 10th, 2018
Format: Hardcover, 393 Pages
Rating: ★★
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Circe's family is divine. Her one companion is her brother, Aeëtes, who is also shunned by their mother. But soon Circe is alone, Aeëtes sent far away, just like all her other siblings. In despair she falls for a mortal, Glaucos. Knowing that she can never have a life with a mortal she begs her grandmother to transform her love into a god. Her grandmother can not help. So Circe uses a secret her brother Aeëtes found and transforms her love using pharmaka. He is welcomed into the family with open arms but he is married off to Scylla, not Circe. Circe once again uses pharmaka and transforms Scylla into a monster. Her own father, Helios, doesn't believe that Circe is that powerful. But Aeëtes does. He tells their father that he and his sister are pharmakis. Witches. Due to willingly searching out pharmaka, which are magical herbs that grow from blood spilled when the Titans and Olympians battled, Circe is exiled to the island of Aiaia. There she hones her craft and luxuriates in the freedom of exile. No longer alone among her family but alone with herself. Though Hermes brings her distressing news, Scylla is the terror of the seas. When the opportunity arises to leave her island she tries to stop Scylla but just sees the horror she has wrought. More horror awaits her as she acts as midwife to her sister who births the Minotaur. Returning to Aiaia she is lonelier than ever, though family occasionally pass through. Always with demands. But at least they don't pose the danger of man. The captain of a lost ship rapes her. She starts taking the precaution of turning all sailors into pigs. But Odysseus is different. He's smart and witty and a born storyteller. When he finally departs she is pregnant with his child, Telegonus. She hides him away for years and years until he builds himself a boat and goes and kills his father. Accidentally. When he returns home he brings with him Odysseus' wife, Penelope, and her son, Telemachus, seeking her protection. But perhaps her island isn't a refuge but a crutch. A place to hide from the world. Now, perhaps, with Telemachus by her side, she might see the world.

Every once in awhile I have this almost uncontrollable urge to read Homer. In recent years this is because Tasha Alexander's wondrous creation, Lady Emily, is always espousing reading him. In the original Greek. And if there's one person in life that it wouldn't be bad to emulate, it's Lady Emily. She's smart, witty, and well educated. Something we all wish we were. This is one of the reasons I was so excited to read Circe. Here I could dip my toe back in the Aegean while getting to see Odysseus through the female gaze. And while I wasn't the member of my book club who mentally checked out as soon as there were people with blue skin, I quickly remembered why I don't read Homer. I hate Odysseus. With a passion. I don't know what makes me forget this information and then keep trying to reread the Odyssey, but it's a hate the likes of which Mrs. White would sympathize. I read the Odyssey in freshman English and I detested it. Odysseus is just everything wrong with men. I just can't with him. The first time I fooled myself into thinking that I couldn't have hated the Odyssey as much as I thought was when NBC did a prestige miniseries in 1997 staring Armand Assante and Greta Scacchi. The real reason I was interested in it is because Jim Henson's Creature Shop did the special effects but that's just extraneous information. I didn't make it through the miniseries. I don't think I even made it through part one. And Odysseus is the reason I didn't like Circe. This isn't her story. It's his. And his. And his. And his. There is no insight into her unless you call a woman's entire life being formed around the men in it revolutionary, well, then I guess that's an insight, but personally I'd say, welcome to womanhood... Especially around 12th or 13th century BCE. I just can't understand why people are saying this is such a powerful and feminist book. Did we read the same book? Because her life is blighted by men and in the end she sacrifices everything for a man and it's never about her it's about them. This is just the Odyssey from another point of view without any depth. I don't care if there are blue skinned people, I don't care if Odysseus had to make a cameo, I do care that this is being praised as revolutionary writing when it's just the same old thing. This could have been something. But it wasn't. Stop deluding yourself that it was.

Friday, April 23, 2021

Season 28 - Frenchman's Creek (1998-1999)

If you go into this thinking you're getting an adaptation of the book by Daphne Du Maurier, yeah, just don't go into this thinking that. Look at the tagline; "A swashbuckling pirate adventure." That in no way represents anything to do with the book. This adaptation gives the distinct impression that one day someone was watching The Last of the Mohicans and went, "YES! That's what we want! Guys with long hair jumping off things and two forces at war and a love story!" Then someone else went "Well, how about adapting Daphne Du Maurier's Frenchman's Creek? It's set almost a hundred years earlier but we can make it work!" Conveniently forgetting everything that Frenchman's Creek stands for and making it the swashbuckling adventure they fantasized it to be. Gone is the journey of one woman's discovery of herself, a period piece that is relatable to this day, and in it's place is a rather silly movie that probably has more in common with the oft maligned Cutthroat Island than with it's source material. I mean, the title "Frenchman's Creek" doesn't even make sense anymore! Because in the book the creek is the Frenchman's hideout, here it's the house he is using and the ship is just moored wherever. But long before we had Starz, which strives to make programming for women, we women would have men badly adapting our stories. To change everything to make the male more important? Just no. Du Maurier would be furious. I'm furious! Less inner struggle, more violence? Um, no thank you. But this being a Masterpiece Theatre production there is the saving grace of good casting. Tara Fitzgerald and Danny Webb brought their A game. But my heart belonged with James Fleet as Dona's husband. He has this awesome James Fleetness that makes you just always love him. I don't know if it's because of The Vicar of Dibley, but I truly think there's something great in his soul that makes this likability always shine through even when he's an ass. Of course Dona went back to her husband! There really wasn't a choice to jilt James! He made the boorish role of Harry his own and in doing so made this his movie.

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