The Eagle, by Jeremy Brock.
This was actually good and very engrossing. There were a few cringe-worthy lines, but otherwise it's on par with the writer's other credits, such as Her Majesty Mrs. Brown and the rewritten Brideshead Revisited.
Channing Tatum, pictured in a face off with a fellow hottie in a completely different movie, teams up with his slave Jamie Bell, who I've admired since his role in Jumper, to go north of the Hadrian wall and retrieve a gold eagle totem his father lost to some savages in battle. Once in unfamiliar territory, Jamie becomes the owner and Channing becomes the slave.
The complete absence of women made me think this was a primitive love story between two men of different classes. But I don't think it's necessary to conclude that they're lovers. The relationship between develops nicely. It's believable.
No comments:
Post a Comment