Some things are magnificent to look at, and to contemplate. I'm hard pressed to come up with a comparable melding of cinematography and music. Lawrence of Arabia? Nothing's better than that. This isn't that good. Just better than everything else.
Everybody was asleep when I watched it, so the volume was very low, and all the charcters mumbled and grunted or whispered anyway, so almost every word spoken was inaudible to me. Didn't really matter.
When I was young, I read Dumas, Scott, Stevenson Kipling, London, Irving, Twain, Hawthorne...
Never mind. I was lost in a reverie. It's a pleasant place to go, from time to time.
Ten bucks. Heh. Deuce Bigalow Male Gigolo is eighteen. There's Hollywood for you.