Showing posts with label Sean Connery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sean Connery. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

First Knight

I remember having had high hopes when I went to the theaters to see this one.  It offered a villain and storyline I did not know but which are part of the Arthurian Cycle.  As with Sword of the Valliant, I was working my way through Sean Connery films and so I saw this one again and offered a critique on October 28, 2007.

I recently saw this movie again. I had last seen it in the theater (1995) and was tremendously disappointed. Seeing it again, I find it isn't a bad movie. In fact, there is much to like about it. What ruined it for me is that this is a tale of King Arthur, Guinevere, and Lancelot. How can that ruin it?
The movie is loosely based on Lancelot, Knight of the Cart, a poem written by Chretien de Troyes in the 12th Century. De Troyes introduced Lancelot to the Arthurian Legend and was also the first to call Arthur's castle "Camelot." Prior to de Troyes, there is no mention of either in Arthurian literature. He based his poem on an older tale of Guinevere's capture by a fallen knight named Malagant. The movie takes liberties with the story but that is to be expected. So, there is a basis in Arthurian legend to tell this story. It is the execution that fails.

This tale is told without magic. There is no Lady of the Lake, no Merlin, no Morgan le Fey, no Mordred, no Holy Grail, and no Excalibur. Camelot has been purged of its fantastical elements. Will that leave us with a more `real' King Arthur? No, we have traded one set of fantasy for another. King Arthur was a figure from the Dark Ages and the one battle that is certain was that of Badon Hill around 500 AD. In 500, there were no cathedrals in England, the crossbow was centuries from being invented, no one spoke of `brigades' and `battalions,' windmills had not yet come to England, stirrups did not exist, roofs were made of thatch (perhaps by one of Margaret Thatcher's distant ancestors), stone walls hadn't been built since the departure of the Romans, Britons did not practice the `Viking Burial,' and on and on. This is a 5th or 6th century story that has somehow found itself in the 14th century. So the movie fails because it uses Lancelot, Guinevere, King Arthur, and Camelot. If it had been Anselm the Swordsman, Lady Angela, King Rurik the Wise, and the shining city of Selidor, this film would have been greatly improved. But using Arthur sets certain requirements, especially if you are dispensing with the magical elements.

The other great failing was the death of Arthur. One wonders how Malagant managed to sneak his entire army inside the walls of Camelot without any of Arthur's knights noticing. Even if you leave the gate open, you'd think someone would notice when black-armored soldiers arrived in large numbers. Upon his deathbed, Arthur hands his kingdom and his widow to Lancelot. This is a man who only an hour before was on trial for his life at Arthur's behest. Strange that the other Knights of the Round Table accept this succession so readily.
 
I did not like Sean Connery as King Arthur, which is strange since I usually like Connery in everything.  He comes off as a kindly, old idealist who is suddenly beset by a jealous rage that he rationalizes as justice.  He is a weak character, which should not be said of Arthur.  Richard Gere's Lancelot is a rogue who happens to be the world's greatest swordsman.  I haven't read Troyes but somehow this seemed all wrong for Lancelot.  This was the second of Julia Ormond's hat trick of big movies (Legends of the Fall, First Knight, and Sabrina).  She looked to be headed to stardom and then vanished.

Sword of the Valiant

My first viewing of this movie was probably in 1985 or so when it was available on VHS.  Some 20 years later (May 24, 2007), I was trying to watch all of Sean Connery's films and felt obligated to give this one another go.  Yes, it was as bad as I remembered:

Thanks to the success of Excalibur (1981) and Conan the Barbarian (1982), there was a move to make more fantasy-like films. One such film was Sword of the Valiant, produced by Golan & Globus, a company best remembered for Chuck Norris vehicles (Delta Force, Firewalker, Missing in Action III) and a number of Ninja films. Sword of the Valiant tells the tale of Gawain and the Green Knight. The cast is quite surprising, including such notables as Sean Connery, Trevor Howard, Peter Cushing, and John Rhys-Davies. Unfortunately, it is a rather wooden Miles O'Keeffe with an embarrassing haircut who played the lead.

The story, like the tale it is based upon, opens with the Green Knight arriving at the New Year's Feast of Camelot and challenging anyone to chop off his head. Gawain accepts the challenge and strikes off the Green Knight's head. The Green Knight collects his head and departs, declaring that he expects Gawain to receive a similar blow one year hence. An interesting start indeed but the movie quickly descends into something near incoherence. Armored in the chrome armor made famous by Excalibur, Gawain attempts to kill a unicorn for dinner, is seduced by Morgan Le Fey, defeats a black knight, finds a magical land, uses a ring of invisibility, meets a dwarf sage, goes back to the magic land to rescue Linet, loses Linet to Oswald the evil knight, fails to save Linet from Oswald, then finds Linet living with some kindly lord in a neighboring land. His year over, Gawain heads off to meet the Green Knight but finds his way blocked by Oswald. After killing Oswald, he goes with the Green Knight to meet his fate. The Green Knight's blow is deflected by a magic shawl and Gawain slays the knight. He finds his beloved Linet awaiting him by the sea but she must return to her magic land.  Transforming into a bird, she flies off to leave a dejected Gawain alone on the beach. The End.

My synopsis probably makes it sound more epic and exciting than it was in practice. The direction is clumsy, the acting has wide swings from decent to horrendous, the music is awful, and the ending is silly. This movie is a precursor to the Uwe Boll movies where talented actors somehow find themselves in atrocious movies (e.g. Michael Madsen and Ben Kingsley somehow stared in BloodRayne).