I don't know about you, but I have my doubts about a movie that employs (SPOILERS*) murder, deception, bribery, and an incestuous affair between Queen Elizabeth I and her illegitimate son, all to explain why there is really no chance Shakespeare might have written Shakespeare's plays. Now, I understand why people question how the son of an illiterate glove-maker could have penned some of the world's best-known works of literature, but I'm a lot more comfortable buying "Shakespeare as Shakespeare" than I am with some of the more hair-raising conspiracy theories surrounding his authorship... including this one.

*At least, potential spoilers, because I haven't actually seen this movie, nor am I likely to.

Labels: Such wrongness