Troy, Troy Again

I sit in slack-jawed wonder at this Troy review, written in "mock-heroic blank verse":

But Priam! O, O’Toole! This is a role
That only you could play; the erstwhile fox
Of Lawrence of Arabia, now adorned
By hair of purest white, eyes of milk blue,
Seeming to stand for Hollywood royalty
Like stones of ancient ruins stand for their past.
You spoke your corny lines with noble heft, and stared
Off Troy’s high gates as if straight into hell.
(Here’s hoping you were paid and treated well.)

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