Thursday, May 20, 2010

Gladiator in Tights… well sort of...

Not the Stuff of Legends
by Morgan P Salvo

How many versions does it take to botch the saga of Robin Hood? Among all the songs movies, cartoons and TV shows add one more with this boring one-note treatment of the band of not-so-merry men. Ridley Scott’s Robin Hood is so hard pressed to be serious that it squishes the life out of itself. I guess the fact that no one wears tights is the first dead give away.
This flick is essentially the longest intro in cinematic history – one long drawn out prologue to set up how Robin Hood came to be. The plot drags on like a slow moving history lesson instead of an exciting, action-filled adventure. The mediocre opening battle sequence sets the tone for the remainder of this long uninspired movie.
Beginning with a printed outlaw legend in old English calligraphy, we are drawn into instant battle and heroism by Robin Longstride (a grimacing Russell Crowe).As an archer fighting for King Richard the Lionheart (a gratuitous Danny Huston), Longstride is accused of disloyalty but escapes after Richard is killed. Upon retrieving the dead king's crown from bandits, Robin sets out for London, where Richard's weaker brother John (Oscar Isaac) will now reign. King John’s evil henchman Godfrey (Mark Strong) is in cahoots with the opposing French enemy. Taking a fallen soldier's title, Robin goes to Nottingham and meets the soldier's widow, Lady Marion (Cate Blanchett) and her father Sir Walter (Max Von Sydow) who asks Robin to pretend to be his son and discover his true origin. The over bloated plot just gets in the way of itself. Basically Robin goes from archer to nobleman and finally to enemy of King John and the movie ends where usually the folk-hero adventures begin.
The actors must’ve had fun dressing up in robes and leather, riding horses, hollering once in while, while carrying swords, daggers and shooting arrows but their performances are consistently bland .Crowe brings no life to his character and is way too solemn for a merry man. Blanchet is a saucy wench indeed but wears too much make up for a farm-woman. Sydow bubbles with delight but you just know he’s gonna croak before the credits. Isaac plays the same fey conqueror as Joaquin Phoenix did in Gladiator with unforgivable bouts of over acting. William Hurt shows up to screw up his lines, and once again Strong is plucked from the "best-villain-ever" deck of cards to sneer and growl like a good scoundrel.
The script is R-Hood’s weakest link. Instead of robbing from the rich to give to the poor, this Robin Hood babbles old English dialogue with contemporary slang and preaches about liberty and the rights of the individual. I am pretty sure they didn’t use the phrase “this is a whole different animal” back in those days.
Inevitable comparisons will be made to Gladiator, the other Scott/Crowe collaboration, but Robin Hood is so much more watered down and monotonous that they are light years apart. Director Scott has a visionary film style with a checklist of fine movies (Alien, Blade Runner, Thelma and Louise), but what looks good cinematically makes it all the more obvious and disturbing when it isn’t working. Robin Hood has arrows and slashing swordplay but no blood, no surprises, and no trickery and deceit unless you thought you were going to see a good movie. Ah me poor unfortunates, ye have been duped! Mainstream formulaic and boring, all you didn’t want to know about Robin Hood is crammed into this monotonous prequel for what must be some sort of vapid trilogy. This is not the of stuff myths and legends. As it darts hither and yon Robin Hood is a grandiose exercise in spare-no-expense tedium.

Robin Hood
Starring Russell Crowe, Cate Blanchet, Max Von Sydow, Marc Strong
Directed by Ridley Scott
1 star

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