King Arthur

Not much else we could do yeaterday after four hours of sleep, so we went out to lunch (and nearly wept on the waitress’ neck for the quality of food; remember, we were in the US of A for four days) and then caught a movie. We chose to see King Arthur.

My four-word review:

No guts, no heart.

It’s an interesting theory, and I enjoyed the presentation of the three sides to the conflict, but it felt like there should have been documentary narration over it. It was stoics, not stirring. It felt as if there were chunks missing. At least they cut out the whole stupid Lancelot/Guinevere thing. And, I am sad to say, I was so tired that I nodded off during the final battle. (The glass of white wine I had with lunch probably didn’t help.) Best sequence: the ice battle. Best knight: Gawain. Fabulous costumes. Great designs for the native Britons (Woads — honestly, what a dull name).

Excellent music, though. Zimmer’s score is a nice contrast to Goldsmith’s music to First Knight.

We won’t own it, despite our love for all things native Briton, armour, and epic battle sequences.