Imagine that the current Queen of England is a young woman of 25. Imagine that her teenage cousin is not only Queen of a still-independent Scotland but also Queen Consort of a still-Royalist France. The two royal ladies bear a certain resemblance to one another, being tall, fair-skinned, blue-eyed, red-haired and beautiful. In this scenario the two women would doubtless also be the best of friends, their only rivalry revolving around who could achieve the most appearances on the front pages of the world's newspapers. Elizabeth would regularly be voted "World's most eligible single lady" in magazine polls and Mary and her husband King Francois "World's most glamorous couple".
Four and a half centuries ago, however, rather more was expected of a reigning monarch than turning up to the State Opening of Parliament and appearing on the cover of "Hello!". Being a Queen Regnant was a particularly difficult task, as this was a period when many believed that women, even those of royal blood, should not exercise any form of political power. (Mary's arch-enemy John Knox published a pamphlet with the splendidly bilious title "First Blast of the Trumpet against the Monstrous Regiment of Women"). If the Queen remained single as Elizabeth did, she would be accused of failing to provide the realm with an heir. If she married one of her subjects, as Mary did, she would instantly make him hated by a jealous nobility. If she married a foreign prince, as Elizabeth's sister Mary Tudor did, she would raise fears of her country falling under foreign domination. This was the era of the Reformation, so neither the Catholic Mary nor the Protestant Elizabeth could automatically count on the loyalty of those of their subjects who were of the other faith. An extra complicating factor was that Mary was Elizabeth's closest surviving relative and therefore a possible heir to the English throne, although Elizabeth never acknowledged her as such.
Mary has long been a controversial historical figure. Indeed, she was a controversial figure even in her lifetime, being forced to flee Scotland with accusations of being a "harlot" and "murderer" ringing in her ears. These accusations referred to the belief that she was guilty of adultery with her Italian secretary David Rizzio and of conniving at the murder of her estranged husband Lord Darnley, although most modern historians would take the view that there is no evidence to substantiate either charge.
The characterisation of the two Queens is similar to that in the recent film from 2018, although the 1971 version emphasises Mary's Catholic faith more strongly than does the remake. In both versions Mary is played as the more emotional and passionate, governed by her heart whereas Elizabeth is the more self-controlled and dispassionate, ruled by her head. In reality the two never met, but in the film (as in the 2018 version) they meet twice. The scriptwriters, however, are in good company; the classic German dramatist Friedrich Schiller invented a similar confrontation in his play "Maria Stuart".
Vanessa Redgrave and Glenda Jackson were two of Britain's leading actresses of this period; they have often struck me as having rather similar styles of acting, but here they give nicely differenced performances as the two contrasting queens, although Redgrave (aged 34 in 1971) perhaps seems too mature for the youthful Mary, who was only 18 when she returned to Scotland from France and only 24 when she left the country. She did not turn 34 until halfway through her imprisonment in England, a period not dealt with in any detail here.(In Schiller's play all the action takes place in England and we only hear about her life in Scotland at second hand).
I liked Nigel Davenport as Mary's third husband, Bothwell, making him rather more sympathetic than the way in which he is sometimes portrayed. He can be as ruthless as any of his enemies, but at least he comes across as sincerely loyal to Mary when everyone else seems ready to betray her in one way or another. I didn't care, however, for a pre-Bond Timothy Dalton as her second husband, Lord Darnley, who is played as childish, petulant, debauched, drunken, foul-tempered, vindictive and treacherous, with no redeeming virtues- so much so that I found it difficult to believe that Mary could have fallen in love with such a worthless individual, whose only attraction is his looks, especially as the film depicts him as a homosexual, or at least bisexual. In 1971 it was becoming acceptable for film-makers to be explicit about such matters; a decade earlier they would have had to be much more circumspect.
Having seen this film recently, for the first time in many years, I can see how much it influenced the 2018 version, which has a similar structure and similar emphases. Neither, for example, deals with Mary's childhood or her years in France, even though it was this period which formed her views and her character. (Had she been allowed to grow up in Scotland she might have been better equipped to face the challenges which confronted her as Queen). Both films are, despite their title, essentially double biographies of Elizabeth and Mary, dealing with their differing characters and with the different ways they played the hands which fate had dealt them. 7/10
