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by Clouet, ((PD-Art}} Wikimedia |
When Simon, an English envoy, tells Mary that the English are aware of her fragile engagement to Francis, Mary and Francis put on a show to protect their alliance.
Oh, please!
I confess! I cancelled the service that allowed me to watch Reign with subtitles on my laptop as soon as I saw the part where the queen has a flashback to a murder attempt at the convent where if you read my last blog on the topic, you know she never lived, although she sometimes visited the lavish convent of Saint Pierre les Dames in central Rheims, its ruin located a stone's throw from Rue Marie Stuart. If you want to know about the only known attempt on her life during her childhood in France, buy my book The First Marie and the Queen of Scots and read a fictionalized account of that event. It was planned for Easter at Saint Germain when the queen was eight, and it involved a disgruntled Scotsman (last name Stewart, of course, although he used aliases), a fruit vendor and one of Marie's cook. The plan was to poison the syrup on her favorite dessert, frittered Comice pears. Queen Catherine had nothing to do with it. But if watching a nun with blood oozing from some orifice or another and her face in the bouillabaisse or some-such draws viewers, who am I to complain? But I'm certainly not going to pay or endure the endless commercials in order to watch it.
Now comes the history lesson. I will try to make it light and painless. The Queen of Scots was married to Francois (which was his name) when she was fifteen and he was fourteen. In my last rant I covered all of the stuff about his physical limitations, his stuttering, his stooped shoulders and his undescended testicles. I left out the part of him being a mama's boy. The idea of him galloping off with Marie to greet a foreign princess who is being auditioned as a bride for Prince Charles (age 7) is about as ludicrous the thought of Marie at age fifteen arguing with the king of France about sending troops to France. Sending troops to France was a regular occurrence and the requests did not come from Marie but from her mother Marie de Guise, the Regent. When it came to military deployments, neither Marie nor Francois were that lippy or for that matter, that interested..And while it is nice that the producers present Marie as a outspokenly patriot Scot, she was not. If she gave a lick about Scotland, she kept it a historical secret. Actually, she bequeathed it to King Henri as a wedding present, and also gave away almost the entire income of Scotland to Henri to reimburse him for supporting her all those years. Those were part of the three secret accords that she and her uncles kept secret from the Scottish delegation to the wedding. The plan was for her mother Marie of Guise to hang on in Scotland until Marie married Francois and they made a short trip to Scotland to get Parliament to grant him the Scottish crown matrimonial, after which they would skip back to France with Marie's mother joining them. Then Marie and Francois (with her uncles holding the pen, of course) would appoint one of her Guise uncles to be Regent, probably one of the younger ones like Rene, Marquis of Elbouef, who was young enough to think that governing the uncouth Scots might be an adventure. Actually, when Marie was left with no suitable alternative to going to Scotland to assume her personal rule, she was in tears. There is a legend that she tearfully called out from her ship to the fading French coastline, 'Adieu , Dear France. I fear that I shall never see your shores again!" And yes, Marie de Guise generally did consult her principal adviser whose name was Monsieur d' Oysel, a gentleman of the bedchamber of guess which king. Neither the Guises nor Henry were silly enough to cut loose two politically naive kids like Marie and Francois and allow them to speak out on matters of policy, let alone institute it. Even after their wedding on April 24(our calendar) 1558 at Notre Dame d' Paris, they remained a tall fifteen year old girl in thrall of her uncle Francois the duke, and a still pre-pubescent mamma's boy with an overdose of puppy love for his smarter, taller and infinitely more attractive bride, a couple immersed in the heady endeavors of learning to dance the Galliard and Volte and riding to the hunt. This is not the young hippy-ish Hillary Rodham and the strikingly handsome Bill Clinton planning the future of the Western Democracies.
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Queen Marie Stuart and her cousin Marie Flemyng, homebound in 1561 |
So now that I have taken care of the preamble, let me comment on the episodes which I ultimately found too ludicrous to watch. But I did fast forward through them and watch the teasers before I cancelled my subscription to Hulu.. Actually, I liked the Honda ads and the soundtrack, but not enough to pay $7.29 per month for the privilege.
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Francois Clouet ((PD-Art}} |
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The queen's flight after Langside. |
Catherine, on the other hand, was utterly in love with Henri II, enough to tolerate his preference for Diane, and she did little to undermine her husband's affinity for Diane or the Guises until Henri was obviously dying. She had Henri's great friend the Duke Anne (male name during the period in question) de Montmorency barred from the Royal Death Watch and sent Diane packing to her estates at Anet, although Henri had called out for each of them. At the time of King Henri's death, Francois II was of the age of majority and in the control of his wife's uncles. Catherine's only viable tactic was the one she employed. She aligned herself with the obvious winners (Marie and the Guises), and she watched and waited. This is not at all the Catherine portrayed in Reign, who is more a Diane de Poitiers than a Caterina Maria de Romuli d' Lorenzo de' Medicis.
Comes now Tomas! a character called Tomas of Portugal. The actor who portrays him is the closest thing to rival Henry Cavill to appear in Reign thus far, (at least to anyone older than the targeted teenage audience) But there is more to Tomas than good looks. He at least brings a hint of history to the story. Eureka!. There was a king of Portugal who died in 1557 leaving his three year old grandson as his heir. Apparently someone stumbled on a history book open to a proper page and-wrote something feasible into the story. There is, alas, no bastard named Tomas mentioned in the genealogies, but then, we wouldn't want to spoil the series with an overdose of historical accuracy.
If you are interested in a laboriously researched but still fictionalized account of Marie Stuart's life in France as seen from the point of view of Marie Flemyng, chief of the Four Maries, click on the cover of The First Marie and the Queen of Scots (to the right) and it will take you to Amazon where you can buy the Kindle ebook for $2.99. It, too,has its share of steamy sex, but unfortunately my female characters wear dresses with sleeves which may be why the book received a mediocre review today from a reader who thought I did not reveal enough of the details of my characters. Unlike Reign, almost all of the characters in my book resemble real people--there is not a Bash, a Tomas, an Ailee or a Greer in sight, and the Four Maries who came to France as companions to Marie Stuart are named--you guessed it right. Marie! (although Livingstone's name was actually Mary).
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