Sunday, May 03, 2020
Yesterday, our high desert weather was a mess. The temperature dropped noticeably and daylight hours alternated between brief sunlights and shadowy periods with very high winds. One moment I might be outside in short-sleeves and another bundled in a warm jacket. The day felt more winter-like than spring. So, I brought in the dogs and let Netflix take over.
It’s been hard for me to find new shows streaming that I feel like watching. Maybe it’s because my moods aren’t good enough these coronavirus days to find writers’ fantasies appealing. Maybe it’s because watching again shows I’ve seen and enjoyed is easier. Unfortunately by now, I’ve too often re-watched and need something new.
So, I’m returning to “The Crown.” Yes, I know, almost everybody but me has enjoyed it. I tried a few times to watch it and always became bored. Yesterday, I started-up again, and from scratch, determined to stay with the series. Actually, it’s good–well scripted, acted, and photographed. But still boring. Let’s face it, an entire episode that focuses on whether to (1) “invite to the wedding or not”, or (2) “let Margaret marry or not”, or (3) “see if hubby will decide to kneel or not” aren’t particularly compelling. Even if they’re presented well-enough.
I suppose the whole point is how over time the monarchy is changing. It’s evolving from following stodgy family traditions to showing signs more of modern outlooks and behaviors. We do see this happening in real-time before our eyes. There already are on film four seasons, and the producers probably are rushing to capture today’s shift forward with Harry’s & Megan’s escape.
Many of my friends enthusiastically have recommended “The Crown” and its careful production lets me see better now why they’ve appreciated it. I suppose that upcoming episodes will grow more complex with Elizabeth’s increasing capabilities in her Queen-role. Actually, the series highlights complex questions, like why do the Brits continue supporting very high-pageantry and an incredibly expensive monarchy, when the country’s Prime Minister actually runs things?
Oh, what the heck: maybe another series is about to crop up that examines very closely our own confusing, and uber-expensive, political and social trends.
Dear Friends: If only “a Freud” were around to illuminate us on today’s social complexities. Diana