anti-climax
I have a TV for the first time in three years, so I figured I'm allowed to indulge my telly addict tendencies a little. I've been watching the Tudors, which conveniently started around the time I moved in to my new flat. The series has been building up magnificently, covering the period when Henry VIII seeks a divorce from Catherine of Aragon to marry Anne Boleyn, and all the political intricacies surrounding it. I stayed in for the last episode on Friday night. The build-up continued, but instead of really reaching a climax, the show ended suddenly, skipping straight to a sex scene between Henry and Anne, leaving me feeling rather high and dry. Which, funnily enough, is exactly what happened to Anne in the final scene. Maybe that was the point. I guess I'll just have to wait for the next season.
1 Comments:
High and dry? Poor Anne! I loved reading your last blog because you said... "of an evening" and I always say that and my mate from London laughs at me!! :-) We miss yoiu too and hey my new year's resolution is to start knitting!
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