Is a series on Netflix about Britain’s Queen Elizabeth II (Lilabet, as her husband called her) that is mostly good. I’m on the second season now and still enjoying it. Some of the actors were also in Downton Abbey, which further amuses, watching them be someone different, or mostly different.
UPDATE: The Kennedys, before the assassination, visit QE2. The actors don’t much resemble Jack and Jackie. Her apology to Lilabet for saying snotty things about her and admission to being doped up by the WH doctors is bizarre. Maybe? Or not.
MORE: Season 3, Episode 1 has a new Lilabet and a new Phillip (trading Matt Smith for the villain of Outlander) and, suddenly, I couldn’t care less. Smarter would have been to age the originals. Oh, well, on to better (well, different) things.
Mrs. Charm watched this very popular soaper right up until her death in 2015. I ignored it because it reminded me of Upstairs, Downstairs, which I enjoyed but didn’t need to see a new version. Recently, however, I decided to give it a try and watched all the seasons (6) and all the episodes (more than 50) and enjoyed it very much. There’s a movie I haven’t seen yet and a sequel. So Downton fever continues.
Good flicker on Apple TV. An alternate NASA history. The Soviets get to the moon first and the race is on to Mars and beyond. Best part is the American women astronauts.
Wakanda shit is this? Acerbic Dim 2020 frontrunner Kamala Harris supposedly offered this video to launch her campaign.
But it may have been recorded last spring, as a celebrity pitch for “Black Panther,” a black-cast, superhero movie about a fantasy/science fiction place in northeastern Africa.
Also the first superhero movie nominated for best-picture Oscar. But not why you think. Rotten Tomatoes says it’s a very accessible mass-audience flicker.
And Harris latched onto it to promote herself to the black vote: WakandaForever.
Via Gateway Pundit
“Forget The Right Stuff. This is The Neurotic Stuff. First Man drains the triumph, the exhilaration, the excitement, and the meaning from Neil Armstrong’s exemplary life in favor of a jittery, anxious, tragedy-soaked account deliberately designed to deny its audience any sense of transcendence.”
Then, the other day, the Brit actress who plays Armstrong’s suffering wife takes a liberal shot at President Trump. Thank you, dear, for saving me the price of your movie. From the bottom of my wallet.
Via The Weekly Standard
Barbara Ellen and me watched the conclusion of Lonesome Dove the other night, weeping at the appropriate parts because we’re both suckers for cinematic manipulation.
I thought the ending was weak but after all that came before it was acceptable. I still like the book better.
Barbara Ellen’s one of the few who’s never seen Game of Thrones. So I’m getting to reprise all 70-plus episodes with her. Fun stuff, and useful before the return of the final season in July.