Somewhat after the fashion of gyzki
Yesterday I watched a film in which coarse, mercurial King Harry appoints his old friend Tom to be his high chancellor, relying on his complete loyalty in the divisive battle to bring the church under the crown's control, not reckoning on the strength of Tom's conscience, which brings him to resist his liege's grasp for power when all around him have given in, even in the face of trumped up charges against him, so that ultimately his king, still wishing for his friend's approval, has him killed.
The trick, here, is that last week I watched another film by this same description, that was made a mere two years later.
The trick, here, is that last week I watched another film by this same description, that was made a mere two years later.