The beginning is a joke. And unfortunately the end too.
Anyway, it starts like this: “There’s a black man, a gay man and a disabled man.” The problem is that in this Story (with a capital S) they are the same person…
At a time when the obsession with ethnic and sexual inclusiveness seems to have reached the highest point of the wave – and we can’t wait for it to crash on the shoreline – the international platforms that produce films and TV series no longer know what to invent to protect minorities and valorize diversity. As if art had anything to do with ethics.
And so here is the TV series of the moment: My Lady Jane, a fantasy reinterpretation of the Tudor Period – the year of the setting is 1553 – in which the life of Lady Jane Grey, Queen of England and Ireland, is told. The series is funny, paradoxical, irreverent. But then King Edward VI enters the scene. Black. Homosexual (at least until the episode we saw, but we do not rule out gender changes in the continuation of the series). And in a wheelchair.
Now. We are for total inclusiveness. We would like films, series and novels with everyone in them: black, fluorescent, depressed, Slavic, queer, Murgia
We would have also added some
another commonplace in history, mind you.
After all, the production is English. It was praised by the New Woke Times. And it is obtaining great success in all that West that, now defeated, loves its own defeat.