The performances in this film are so energetically pitched as to occasionally be laughable. The period lavishness is pushed into anachronistic excess. Virtually every single scene is crowded with extras, the frames dense with faces and the leads are almost all distractingly gorgeous.
Every single shot is like a Late Renaissance painting, you can hit pause anywhere and be delighted by the richness, color and detail. It's drenched in blood (people actually sweat blood in this movie) and animated by extraordinary music. In its romantic fire the film is unapologetically, almost satirically, French.
If sumptuous spectacle done with tremendous craft is your bag, then this thing is a monster of a flick. But if script logic and nuance is something you demand, this is going to be a long one.
Personally, as a piece of pure cinema to be experienced, I loved it. It succeeds at exactly what it sets out to do that is, be gorgeous and swooning and grand at the cost of all else
Every single shot is like a Late Renaissance painting, you can hit pause anywhere and be delighted by the richness, color and detail. It's drenched in blood (people actually sweat blood in this movie) and animated by extraordinary music. In its romantic fire the film is unapologetically, almost satirically, French.
If sumptuous spectacle done with tremendous craft is your bag, then this thing is a monster of a flick. But if script logic and nuance is something you demand, this is going to be a long one.
Personally, as a piece of pure cinema to be experienced, I loved it. It succeeds at exactly what it sets out to do that is, be gorgeous and swooning and grand at the cost of all else