Helen Mirren (be still my heart) is wonderful as QEII during the Princess Di death march in 1997. Who knew Blair saved the monarchy (as his wife says, “all you Labour MPs wind up kissing the Royals’ arses”). What an interesting film. The real T Blair swings both ways, sleeping with both Bush and the entire House of Windsor. But Mirren is spectacular. She becomes ER, a woman so messed up by tradition and her own life that she can only show affection to a stag, not to a person. I’m like her, however. I can’t for the life of me really relate to why people cared—and they truly and deeply did and still do—about Dianna. I say off with all their heads. All the supporting players: that moron Philip, her damaged heir Charles, her entourage, and the New Labourites are wonderful. Pip, pip, cheerio. See this one