I won’t write reviews. Not on this site, anyway. While it’s always entertaining to read someone tear apart a bad product (and bad reviews are more fun to write), I prefer to take the Knights of the Dinner Table approach, and just report on those things I find cool, fun, giggle-inducing, or otherwise worth recommending.
While I’m a little late to jump on this particular bandwagon, I would like to recommend the movie Beowulf to those who like such things. By “such things,” I mean over-the-top fantasy action, in which the entire movie is tall tale told by master storyteller (Neil Gaiman, who can do no wrong) given to exaggeration and melodrama. Yes, it’s all a bit much — the movie is so macho, it makes 300 look like a chick flick — but that’s kind of the point. And it makes its point well.
Yes, I’m sure the literary purists will cringe at the liberties taken. And the historians will weep at the anachronistic, though well-meaning, attempts at historical accuracy. But if you’re not one of those, and don’t mind a little blood and hair on the chest of your movies, you should check out Beowulf while it’s still in theaters.
