Saw Stage Beauty the other day, Richard Eyre’s film of the play Compleat Female Stage Beauty. As such it purports to tell the story of the footnote in theatrical history when women were suddenly allowed to act. Interesting, if, one gets the feeling, a touch melodramatic and inaccurate. But raucous none the less, with a nice turn from Rupert Everett as King Charles II.
But wait. Isn’t that the same Rupert Everett who played King Charles I in To Kill A King. And was killed? Why, yes it was. Not many people have played father and son in two different movies, or for that matter do it so well.