This term we have a class with the radio students. Today we had the first of those classes and it seems like it'll be a handy course. And I think it can be thought of as a good thing that the tutor goes off on tangents about how to write an anthropomorphic teabag and stories about his mother heckling in the Royal Court Theatre.
Having finally seen The King's Speech, I really recommend it, it won't let you down. It's got some of the best actors in the world in it -- Gambon, Spall, Rush, Bonham Carter, Pearce, Jacobi, Firth -- see, I just have to say their last names and you know exactly who I mean! -- and wow the locations/sets are beautiful.
I'm sure there's critics who think that the royal family are incapable of emotion on any level, and those critics will probably sneer at bits of the film -- because gosh, wouldn't it be so much more exciting if the characters were toneless, repressed, unemotional, unsympathetic, stony-faced empty shells. But actually, The King's Speech is full of very moving moments, but it doesn't push it. It gets it just right, and it's padded with laugh out loud moments too. Colin Firth is flawlessly brave as King George VI AKA Bertie, middle-aged, bad-tempered, bullyable, kind of greedy, who we happily support from the first second to the last, and Geoffrey Rush plays a character the likes of which I've never seen before.
Just to lower the tone, here I invented a Colin Firth smiley: