I was going to write something long and pissy about how this film twists the knife in history's side and breaks it off at the hilt, but Kate Beaton does it so succinctly (about a different film, but still relevant to The Other Boleyn Girl) that I'm left with little need to spew.
Still, the anger burns! Why does this movie make me particularly angry? After all, I really liked Shakespeare in Love, the Lions of al-Rassan, and other works of fiction that play hell with history. Here, I think it's the fawning over Mary Boleyn and the extolling of her virtues at the expense of continuing the smear campaign against Anne that was begun by the Duke of Norfolk that sets me off.
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