My eyes are rolling in their grave

Well, finally watched First Knight (as part of a group project for my Arthurian Legends class). And, well, I've seen Renaissance Festivals more accurate. Aside from the disgustingly high number of anachronisms (windmills? crossbows? speedboats?), the plot was...well, it stunk. Richard Gere as Lancelot...think "An American Gigolo in King Arthur's Court." Julia Ormond played a very revisionist Guinevere ("OMG grrl power I can do anything...oops! Lanciepoo, save me! I've been captured! And again! And again!"). And Arthur...well, it's sad when Sean Connery can phone in a performance and this movie is still unworthy of it. The movie, of course, can't decide whether it wants to be a gritty Dark Ages chronicle or an airy medieval romance.

( The sad thing is, the bright spot of the movie was seeing Alexis Denisof as a Knight of the Round Table )

And, dear God, we have to do a class presentation on this piece of shit. Which means I have to watch it again. NOOOOOU!