Correction: The title of the Glenn Ford movie I could not watch because I was too sexed up is actually Gilda. I was thinking about the novel, Wicked. It was an awesome book, only recently read. Very political.
This week I've been studying the Boleyns because I picked up The Other Boleyn Girl. I have no interest in the cinematic adaptation, but I could not set this book down. It wasn't the greatest writing, but such a riveting story. And I'm always fascinated by Anne Boleyn and King Henry. No particular reason other than they were the epitome of the first rock star couple - brawls and sex and adultery and intrigue. It's almost cheating to choose them as your topic to write about because you don't have to do much work to make it interesting.
I wish they would have done a better job making the film. Once they cast the two most perfect actresses for the principal roles of Mary and Anne Boleyn, they had a responsibility to make the film as perfect as they were.
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