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I know I know, Helen Mirren pwns the Oscars. And yeah, I hate it when all the big awards nominate movies most of America haven't seen due to extremely limited release done just in time to get them nominated. So when it won everything, I was like, well sure, Helen Mirren is awesome. But how many times can she play a queen anyway?
(Answer: As many times as she likes. Same as Judi Dench)
So, The Queen. Intimate potrait of the Windsors as they deal with Princess Diana's death. More intimately, a study of Elizabeth II having to deal with the fact she no longer understands the country she has given everything for. They want her to cry and mourn publicly, when to her it's a private family moment. Meanwhile brand-spankin' new Prime Minister Tony Blair finds himself drawn to the Queen and trying desperately to save her from herself before the public rejects the monarchy altogether.
You know I know those inner family lives of royals movies. (The Windsors basically are WASPs to the max). This is all that, but with...ah so hard to explain. Such extreme dignity. Such respect for everyone involved. I never got why people fixated on Diana either, but to Elizabeth it's absolutely bewildering. You get to see how ridiculous all that centuries-old protocol is, and also how reassuring. The odd love/hate/obessesion the Brits (even Labour leaders) have with their queen.
Honestly, the scene where she greets Tony Blair as P.M. to-be is fantasically done, understated yet powerful. As is the imagery. Elizabeth, encountering the great stag...
Ah, marvelous.
Now it's off to bed, off to bed for me.
(Answer: As many times as she likes. Same as Judi Dench)
So, The Queen. Intimate potrait of the Windsors as they deal with Princess Diana's death. More intimately, a study of Elizabeth II having to deal with the fact she no longer understands the country she has given everything for. They want her to cry and mourn publicly, when to her it's a private family moment. Meanwhile brand-spankin' new Prime Minister Tony Blair finds himself drawn to the Queen and trying desperately to save her from herself before the public rejects the monarchy altogether.
You know I know those inner family lives of royals movies. (The Windsors basically are WASPs to the max). This is all that, but with...ah so hard to explain. Such extreme dignity. Such respect for everyone involved. I never got why people fixated on Diana either, but to Elizabeth it's absolutely bewildering. You get to see how ridiculous all that centuries-old protocol is, and also how reassuring. The odd love/hate/obessesion the Brits (even Labour leaders) have with their queen.
Honestly, the scene where she greets Tony Blair as P.M. to-be is fantasically done, understated yet powerful. As is the imagery. Elizabeth, encountering the great stag...
Ah, marvelous.
Now it's off to bed, off to bed for me.