King Henry VIII has reached Yorkshire on his tour of the North. But rather than dealing with such pressing issues as the impending war between France and Spain, or the impertinent incursions of James, King of Scots, Henry prefers to frolic with his youthful queen in her bedchamber. That annoying twat, her royal majesty, is still maintaining that sordid affair with her charming Culpeper. Things heat up, though, with the arrival of Francis Dereham, her former lover when she was staying at that licentious Lambeth House. He’s a well right petulant prick who blackmails her into giving him a position as her personal secretary. Then he goes about brawling and bragging how intimately he knows her, and generally acting like a buffoon. Lord Surrey keeps fulminating at the upstart nobility promoted by the King’s favors which he fears endangers the true aristocracy such as his own premier lineage. The episode was perhaps not as tedious as the previous one, but I’m afraid I don’t find the plots and subplots terribly compelling.
Friday, May 7, 2010
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