Reception
This episode was watched by 5.16 million viewers, making it not only the least watched episode of the twentieth season but also the third least watched in the series' history (after "The Great Simpsina" and "Million Dollar Maybe"). It was, however, the second most watched show of the night on Fox after Family Guy.
Steve Heisler of The A.V. Club graded the episode a "C-", stating " tonight's classically themed outing didn't fare very well, starting with the story of one of the Bouvier sisters as Queen Elizabeth—an episode segment that clocked in at just over four minutes, far too short a time to do anything lasting… or funny. The longest stretch came near the end, in the form of an extended riff on MacBeth involving Homer killing a ton of people. But aside from the occasional random line or two, it was pretty much a boring retelling of the tale, with Simpsons characters subbing in for Shakespearean ones. So I guess the question is: How much pleasure is there to milk from seeing familiar yellow people reenact parts of Ayn Rand's The Fountainhead? Given the show's shaky streak lately, not nearly enough."
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