Two weeks ago, before my lovely trip to Miami, I got invited to a screening of Showtime's future new TV show "The Tudors." Advance screenings, advance movie releases, quiet Madonna appearances, a city inundated with advertisements of things to buy and see is why you live in NYC. And the Tudors is why you stay home and watch TV. haha. With a perfect blend of sex, intrigue, violence, lust, and bickering about how France is delirious, this show has a lot of promise to being as popular as Rome. And I say this because it clearly is trying to do for Showtime what Rome did for HBO. Period piece. Angry King. Hot actors laying around in little clothing.
Henry VIII was the most infamous royal. No woman (or man) could refuse him. He was a slutty super sized king who "consumed food and wives as voraciously as he belched out those who crossed him." Jonathan Rhys Meyers (from one of my favorite films Bend it like Beckham) is a much more interesting choice for portraying Henry VIII than the normal fat, old, bald men. His best friend Brandon played by Henry Cavill (who appeared in the fairly recent
Tristan and Isolde) is hot, hott, HOT !
It is beautifully filmed on location in Ireland. It has a glossed over feeling that isn't exactly 16th century England but works really well. And Meyers outfits are unbelievably well thought out to make him as sexy as possible. Rockstar sexy. It isn't a history lesson, needless to say.
The show stars April 2007. Set your Tivo's NOW.