One Paragraph Movie Review: The King’s Speech

Two hundred and eighty-ninth film: The King’s Speech, the 2010 Colin Firth and Geoffrey Rush vehicle with few equals in the category of Films You Watch While Nodding Anxious Encouragement. Based-on-true, it depicts the first few years of King George VI and speech therapist Lionel Logue’s lifelong friendship. A stammerer from a young age, Logue gets to the king’s insecure nub, coaxing him into war-winning rhetoric in a time of international Hilter-fuelled crisis. This thing should be boring but isn’t, thanks in no small part to the constant disbelief that the two blokes on screen are just acting, so thoroughly do they embody their nuanced characters. And there I go again, affecting the posh talky stylings of the film I’ve just seen. There are few posher, but. Four bugger shit arse tits out of five.