Starring: Chris Pine, Aaron Taylor-Johnson
Directed by: David Mackenzie
Released by Netflix in 2018, one of its attempts at prestige film-making, directed by a Scotsman who’s also famous for his auteur films with famous actors. This was a foray into the action genre for him
Less sexual than it was advertised as being (thank heavens).
Lots of battle scenes - lots of angry screaming Scots
Chris Pine killed it - I wouldn’t have pegged him as a European type; I have him down as an All-American square-jaw. But someone (probably director David Mackenzie who’s worked with him before) took a look at him and thought he could play a Scotsman. They give everyone crazy hair and beards and they make it look like a bunch of non-showering medieval men even though they’re played by Hollywood A-listers.
It feels like it’s trying to redeem Hollywood’s ahistorical version of Braveheart - near everything is accurate, even when it might not be as exciting. And it still manages to be entertaining.
One guy gets hung and disemboweled onscreen VERY briefly — but the color they chose for his fake blood looked more like cake dressing — he looked he was getting stabbed in a raspberry crumble he’d hidden under his shirt. Helped deaden the shockingness, so that’s good.
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