"The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on."
― William Shakespeare, Henry VI, Part 3



In the Henry VI trilogy, this is probably my least favorite. It wasn't bad and had some good lines (not enough great ones) and exciting sequences, but it just didn't have that extra-level, that super-float that Shakespeare sometimes gives his plays. This one just seemed a bit "bound" by this history. It was overshadowed by the other Henry VI plays, other Henry plays, other history plays, other Shakespeare plays. It was out played.

There were also several nice lines, specifically:

― I am your butt, and I abide your shot.

― I know, I am too mean to be your queen;
And yet too good to be your concubine.

― What fates impose, that men must needs abide;
It boots not to resist both wind and tide.

― Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile.

― Down, down to hell; and say I sent thee thither.

― Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so,
Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it.