The Lion in Winter, by James Goldman, uncages a good roaring lion (Robert Preston) and a fearsomely impressive lioness (Rosemary Harris), but they spend the evening toying with a tiny blind mouse of a script.
Since Henry II could not possibly recognize himself or his brood in Goldmancolor, the playgoer should not strive to do so. Winter is rather a day in the life of that boisterous Plantagenet family in the little 12th century castle halfway down the next block. It is Christmas Eve, and a spat is in progress. That is what the play is, an interminable family spat. The three...
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