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Review by: Mandy Apgar
How do
historians pretty much know Richard III killed his nephews to gain the
throne? Call it a hunch. (Came up with that myself.) Originally third in
line, Richard found himself as King when his two
nephews mysteriously disappeared. His role in the crime has been debated
ever since, with some taking the side that Richard was a victim of
Tudor propaganda and really just a big cuddly teddy bear. I am not a
Ricardian by any means, and I really wish the book
would have stopped its wavering. Constantly shifting tone between if
Richard was a good guy or bad, it just lacks tonal focus and loses
ground by going off on tangents. Out of its 238 pages very little was
actually on the titular subject - although it acknowledges
at times that he had to have known something about it at least. Written
before God had the humor to let us find Richard underneath a parking
spot labeled "R" it is out of date on several things thusly as well -
now we know what he looked like, his cause of
death, and actual severe spinal curvature, spending what little time one
has debating those topics (and often coming up with the wrong
conclusion) is rather a moot point.
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