“History is bunk.” –Henry Ford. He should see it now.
Let’s hear if for Netflix’s Queen Cleopatra! After only two weeks on the air, it has logged the all-time lowest audience score in the history of television (https://www.breitbart.com/entertainment/2023/05/15/woke-fail-netflixs-queen-cleopatra-appears-to-have-worst-audience-score-in-tv-history/).
One percent. Hot dog. How is that even possible? It’s only one point better than none at all.
The main sticking point seems to be the producers’ decision to portray Cleopatra, a Macedonian, as a black African queen. No one seems to have noticed that until our own time.
Isn’t it time, as Richard Dreyfus has asked, we all grew up and just let art be art? Like, if Denzel Washington wants to play me in what would probably be a dull movie, I’d complain? Heck, no! What if someone said “Yeah, we know Cleopatra wasn’t black, but we cast this actress because she blew the doors off her audition”? How is that not a good answer?
I wonder if Cleopatra drank Bud Lite.
But no. Here Cleopatra is black because everybody at Netflix wants to be Woke, so they forced it down our throats. They’ll be making her a trans woman next.
TV viewers have overwhelmingly rejected it. That’s a good thing. We’re all getting sicker and sicker of Woke and we don’t want any more of it. The public is pushing back; maybe they’ll find a cliff to push it off of. (Yes, I know I’ve dangled a preposition. Too bad!) In the long history of TV bombs, Queen Cleopatra has even put Cop Rock in the shade. Detectives dancing as they solve the crime: what were they thinking?
Far Left Crazy simply can’t believe the public isn’t buying what they’re selling. So they’ve bombed again. Don’t let the door hit you in the kiester on your way out.
