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So, I, uhm, totally didn't even know the Oscars were lasy night until people started commenting on the results. For the most part (there have been exceptions) awards shows have kind of been guides to movies I'm probably not interested in. I do join most of the rest of the internet in cackling at James Cameron losing an award he thought he was a shoe-in for to his ex-wife. (Though, am I the only one who temporarily forgot he has multiple ex-wives, and wondered when Linda Hamilton started directing?)
Anyway, while everyone else was watching the Oscars, I tried to read Robin Maxwell's The Wild Irish, which is supposedly about Grace O'Malley and Elizabeth Tudor. Except that, after about a 2 page prologue from O'Malley's perspective with some cringe-y "flavored and oldtimey" prose, we got a chapter of Essex and how Elizabeth was so smitten by him when they met that she basically threw him down and had her way with him, then realized she was too old and ugly to be with someone so young and pretty. Oh, and he hates his mother, who's an evil bitch and whore (His words, not mine.) and goes on about her horrendousness for a while. At least Maxwell seemed to look down on his looking down on his wife?
I flipped to the afterword, which mostly talked about Essex.
It may have gotten better, but my rage meter was already in the danger zone.
PIRATE QUEENS AND FEMALE MONARCHS! THAT IS ALL I ASKED FOR! If I wanted to read about Essex, I'd read a book that said it was about Essex. Sigh.
Anyway, while everyone else was watching the Oscars, I tried to read Robin Maxwell's The Wild Irish, which is supposedly about Grace O'Malley and Elizabeth Tudor. Except that, after about a 2 page prologue from O'Malley's perspective with some cringe-y "flavored and oldtimey" prose, we got a chapter of Essex and how Elizabeth was so smitten by him when they met that she basically threw him down and had her way with him, then realized she was too old and ugly to be with someone so young and pretty. Oh, and he hates his mother, who's an evil bitch and whore (His words, not mine.) and goes on about her horrendousness for a while. At least Maxwell seemed to look down on his looking down on his wife?
I flipped to the afterword, which mostly talked about Essex.
It may have gotten better, but my rage meter was already in the danger zone.
PIRATE QUEENS AND FEMALE MONARCHS! THAT IS ALL I ASKED FOR! If I wanted to read about Essex, I'd read a book that said it was about Essex. Sigh.