Trumpty Dumpty sat on a wall. Trumpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king's horses and all the king's men couldn't put Trumpty together again. As far as we know, Donald Trump, unlike Richard III, does not have a hump. He has a lot of money. That is his crutch, and that may doom him in the end.
Yes, yes, I know -- spidermanspidermanspidermanspiderman. I'll get to it. But my favorite movies of the week, as usual, are the small ones. Let's start with Amma Asante's Belle, a Jane Austen-ish film based on a true story.
Kim the Third might seem, with his Falstaffian girth, more a figure of humor than a figure to be feared. Appearances have proven deceiving. He has quickly demonstrated that, like his grandfather, he will act decisively and ruthlessly to maintain his perch.
In busy spells -- which in the Broadway arena typically include the two weeks before Thanksgiving and the month before the various award deadlines in the spring -- it is not uncommon for critics and award nominators to find themselves at five or six a week. Eighteen in 16, though, is overdoing it.
I decided to funnel my violent energies toward what may be a more uplifting bottomless pit of indulgence. Namely my new obsession: actor Aneurin Barnard, who plays Richard III in the Starz Miniseries. The White Queen.