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That awkward space between reality and reality television.

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

I usually spend this time of year watching as many movies as possible, taking in as many films as I can before the beginning of awards season. This year I have been somewhat distracted and unable to catch all the movies that I would like to see. For those of you who do not know, I am one of three candidates to be the first box office manager of the Granada Theatre which will house the Center for Performing Arts in Santa Barbara, California. I was flown out there last week for a couple of days to interview, meet with board members, and check out the town and I should here back from them within the next week and a half. That is to say, it has been an exciting time of uncertainty for me. Before I went to CA, I did have the opportunity to take in a film that had flown under my radar most of the year but that I had eagerly anticipated for the past month or so.

The Queen
Director: Stephen Frear
Possum’s Grade: A

The Queen is Stephen Frear’s fictitious speculation of the interaction of England’s Queen Elizabeth II and fresh-faced, newly elected Prime Minister, Tony Blair, directly following the death of Princess Diana. The wildly popular, modernizer, Blair, and Prince Charles clash with the Queen and her advisors over the position that the royal family should take regarding the funeral arrangements of an ex-member of the family that was not approved of by the ‘establishment.’ As her people mourn their beloved ‘People’s Princess’ and question the validity of a monarchy that appears so out of touch with the common people as they are holed up in their summer home making no statement, the Queen is forced to decide between tradition and pride or throwing that out the window for someone she did not like.

As an American, it is difficult to remember Tony Blair as anything but the staunch Bush supporter that we see on the news standing silently beside the President. However, Michael Sheen plays him well as a young, family man with a twinkle in his eye that represents the excitement of an entire nation that sees in him the hope of modernization after two decades of establishment Tory rule. Blair represents the voice of the people as he pleads with the Queen and her advisors to come out of hiding and engage the people of Britain.

Helen Mirren is brilliant as Elizabeth II, and again we see a portrayal that is much different than the limited image we see on America television. While we do see Elizabeth as a bit stuffy and caught up in preserving tradition, but we also see a strong woman who was a mechanic during the war and who takes off in the Land Rover through the country and attempts to drive across a river.

In the end, a fitting tribute is paid to Dianna and the country’s faith in the crown is restored. However, Elizabeth delivers a prophetic warning to Mr. Blair as they discuss, several weeks removed from the events, why Blair stood by the monarchy rather than let them hang themselves in the eyes of the media.



I can't make any firm promises as to my upcoming reviews as we go into previews for Stones In His Pockets at PlayMakers next week, as well as the possibility of having to plan a cross country move sometime in the next 3-4 weeks. However, I do have United 93 and World Trade Center at home from Netflix and plan what should be an interesting, if depressing, marathon for this weekend. I hope to find time to put together a dual review. As for movies in the theatres, I still hope to see Dreamgirls, The Good Shepherd, and History Boys as life permits.
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