Anál nathrach, orth’ bháis’s bethad, do chél dénmha
After Monty Python and the Holy Grail it should be impossible to take this movie seriously, but I can’t help it, I love it.
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Usually, after something has been parodied so well, future attempts at such a story would have a hip sort of humorously camp take, but John Boorman filmed this more seriously than a lethal heart attack, and yet it somehow works.
Amazingly 25 years on, the battle sequences and the grand spectacle of its tale still look fantastic.
Props to Helen Mirran for committing perhaps the only real and graphic female on male movie rape of all time and an incestuous one to boot. Percival’s quest for the holy grail is scarier and creepier than most horror movies, and the final fog strewn showdown between good and evil remains one of the most vicious and graphic battle sequences ever filmed, starring an insane off the wagon Lancelot with a psychotic chip on his shoulder.
I dare you to watch Arthur look into Gwenivere’s eyes and wish that fate had granted him the right to be a mere mortal and not tear up a little.
Any man who would be a knight and follow a king… follow me.
