Today, I cancelled Showtime. It's an annual occurrence. I order it for the lifespan of one of my favorite shows and usually cancel it after the last episode of the season. Which was many weeks ago. I was guiltily keeping it and watching movies and getting re-hooked on The Tudors. I love period pieces. And I adore Jonathan Rhys Meyers. He is definitely on my "Yes Please!" list.
It was just getting juicy, too. I was torn between saving money and seeing Anne Boleyn reap what she sows when her husband starts wooing Jane Seymour, one of her own ladies in waiting.
But in all honesty, all the cheating this king did (and most of them did). And tearing his own country apart just to satisfy his own selfish desires. Yah, a bit too close to home. My heart will ever go out to poor Queen Katherine of Aragon. I mean A) what a killer name. And B) she was the rightful queen, exiled and dethroned by the woman her husband left her for. Gah.
Although it's beautifully produced and has the most mesmerizing ensemble cast (Peter O'Toole as Pope Paul III? Genius, I tell you. Genius!), I had to bag it to save the pennies. I'll just have to get it when it's out on DVD. HA!