I stumbled through this in my quest to read the Henries, and really quite liked it. I'm afraid I didn't care the tiniest bit for Pistol and company - apparently they're supposed to be funny but the only time I found him entertaining was when he was getting a leek shoved down his throat. But mostly, I read this for Agincourt and was not disappointed. It's easy to visualise great battles these days, we've got computers to help us with Helm's Deep and so on. But I was interested to see just how Shakespeare was going to recreate Agincourt on a stage, with no special effects really, and only a handful of actors. And yet it's still amazingly well done; scenes shaped by limitation and yet rising (far) above them. "We few, we happy few, we band of brothers..." I suppose when you've got words like that you don't need cannons.