It would be easy to see The Crown as a show about Elizabeth II, the monarch whose nearly 70-year reign has seen the decline of Britain as a world power. It is, after all, structured around her life, each season featuring about a decade’s worth of interwoven stories, things the queen and her family have done, people they have encountered. But that wouldn’t be quite right. The Crown is about monarchy itself—the toll of it, the grandeur, the absurdity, and, as the show presents it, the desirability...
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