Best Film

And the Academy Award Goes To...


THE KING'S SPEECH

Go see it. The older brother (uncle to current Queen Elizabeth) who couldn't stop himself from the clever seductions of a Mrs. Wallace Simpson from Baltimore (twice divorced) in his
foppish dandy tomfoolery-- "fool for love" if ever there was a case that looked so sadly foolish,
gives up his crown to his younger brother who has a terrible stammer from childhood trauma.

His ego nearly gets the better of him when he insults his credential-less speech therapist who works out of a cheap rent Harley Street location that had the walls stripped without walllpaper in an ode to bohemian chic that looked perfectly appropriate against the tea kettle boiling in the
open fireplace. Not one for backing away from a challenge, this Royal Prince with a devoted wife and two adorable kiddies in scottish kilts with huggable corgies (later Queen Elizabeth as a child is adorable), stands by her man and finds even his stammering adorable, but correctable, she insists.
While he beats himself up declaring "I am not a King" he proves himself wrong, and more courageous than The Lionhearted in overcoming his personal defects. He overcomes with that something else--the fear of the British People in their imminent battle against the German Nazi invasion in a classic speech that would put to shame any Presidential speech-writer in America (plus the accent will make you melt.)

Charming, Sublime, Eloquent, Inspiring, and Academy Award material. Best Film of this year and next.