Archive for March 2008
Oh Henry, my Henry…
Woe to me.
Woe to me that I do not have Showtime.
You see, Showtime is the only channel that will air Season Two of The Tudors, only my FAVORITE show on television. Yes, catch your breath here, it actually trumps Grey’s Anatomy and House. Truly shocking, I know.
The Tudors, the show and cast that holds my heart, is based on the reign of King Henry VIII (Jonathan Rhys-Meyers) and his court. As you may all know or suspect, I just adore everything about this era in history. Yes, it was brutal and barbaric in many respects but still, tons of drama, romance, mystery, passion, darkness, everything you could want in a good show. Or so I think.
This show is disgustingly inaccurate, historically speaking. There are so many discrepancies in it that it is just sighable. But, the show is guilty pleasure all the same. It is like Ben and Jerry’s ice cream or using up all the hot water or calling in an hour late to work. It is just pure, greedy, guilty goodness. But, of course, you have to like this type of storyline – historic fiction – to really get into it. It isn’t, I realize, for everyone. But it is for me!
The hunky guys that abound it in, ladies, probably will be sure to please, whether you like the genre or not. I’m sure that ALL of the men back in this era really looked like this.
(Yeah, right.)
For several weeks, Channel 101 was playing Season 1 here on my network. I loved it and watched it whenever I could.
I should have known that wouldn’t last. Sadly, it didn’t. It is over now and I’m reduced to watching Priscilla Presley degrade her de-throned-Queen-of-Pop-self on Dancing with the Stars. I mean… what is she thinking?
Le sigh…
How I long for The Tudors and my Henry… those eye, that brawn, the way he spits when he yells at peons, subordinates, mistresses and the way he say, “I AM THE KING OF ENGLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Ah yes.
What I REALLY love is the way that Anne keeps walking when he says that, like he couldn’t (and doesn’t) have her pretty little head in a heartbeat. Silly, silly girl.
Classic.
But, it will be a long while yet before I get to see Season Two. If you have Showtime, enjoy a bit of it for me.
Just don’t tell me what happens. Or how wonderfully regal and splendid my Henry looks.
::: Zazazu Picture of the Year :::
This is a love story, yes, but such a refreshing one as the child is so much a part of it, as well as the music.
Five stars on every level.








