So glad not to be surrounded by (see below). It was lovely, though, when it was coming down:
Even with my beautiful new acrylic console/desk, still not able to write anything other than this foolishness. Might as well milk it to the max:
I've been a fan of "The Tudors" on Showtime since its inception. Of course I've paid attention to Jonathan Rhys Myers' growing (in every sense of the word) interpretation of Henry VIII. I didn't realize until earlier today--when I was perusing Wiki--that Maria Doyle Kennedy--the actress who portrayed Katharine of Aragon--is in her forties! Good for her! Natalie Dormer was appropriately beautiful and perverse as Anne Boleyn. Sam Neill as Cardinal Wolsey--Jeremy Northam (of Enigma fame...and he looks just like one of my father's colleagues in France!) as Sir Thomas More--even Peter O'Toole had a brief go of it as Pope Paul III. The two actresses who portrayed Jane Seymour--why two?--and the subdued representation of the hapless Anne of Cleves: duly noted (but much more interested in Sarah Bolger's portrayal of Princess Mary: Katharine's and Henry's daughter; not Henry's sister who married the Duke of Suffolk after her brief marriage to the King of France--I'm Tweeting about all of this). And then along came Tamzin Merchant as Catherine Howard. Hard not to perk up at her (presumed) vapidity; her profound foolishness: she flitted about like a butterfly without a plan (for--having recently been observing the most beautiful butterflies flitting about, I do believe they have a plan). And she sure liked the hotties:
This handsome young man from Vancouver, B.C., Torrance Coombs, portrayed her lusty love interest, Thomas Culpepper (who also happened to be Henry's valet). Some pretty hot scenes--lots of skin--"The Borgias" has something to live up to, when it premieres next year--take a look at those eyes...I'm also following him on Twitter: appears to be the up and coming young sort. Good luck in the future, Torrance!
And then and only then did it gradually dawn on me that the real hottie has been Henry Cavill, whose portrayal of Charles Brandon, the Duke of Suffolk, has grown side by side with Jonathan's take on Henry (though not in girth):
This guy gives me palpitations.
In his interviews Henry appears to take things in stride; is just modest enough (though he doesn't have an "aw shucks" attitude, either). He must realize how hot he is: ride it, cowboy! (He's ruggedly handsome in just the right way to play a cowboy, isn't he?) I can't be the only one who feels this way, for he has multiple fan websites.
Two episodes left. I'm watching them multiple times each week. If the show's writers follow the course of history (and they don't always), the Duke should precede his best friend, the King of England, through Death's door. They've kept Margaret/Mary alive (who actually passed on about twelve years before the end events). No matter: they've stirred up enough historical interest in me that I've ordered several books on Mary and Margaret. The former: queen of France; the latter: queen of Scotland. The Tudor dynasty was something else!
BTW: you're pretty hot, too, Jonathan:
Couldn't resist including a shot of two Irish hotties (including my original one from childhood on): Sir Peter O'Toole and Jonathan Rhys Myers.
And let me not forget how happy I've been to see Joely Richardson appear as Henry's sixth--and last--wife, Catherine Parr. She looks; acts; and speaks so much like her mother, Vanessa Redgrave! My heart goes out to her family: they've had a rough couple of years.
There. I've finished my Per(oni)ambulations of a Thursday afternoon--let's see what other mischief I can get into...
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