Robin Hood - BBC 2006 version
So, partly because my shows are on hiatus, and partly because I have been too exhausted to do much else (I have done dumber things in my life than heading out to celebrate New Year's Eve while still wiped from last week's surprisingly eventful holiday celebration thingies, but I don't want to tell you about those), I have been doing a bit of catchup with the most recent BBC version of Robin Hood (2006).
Oh, man, this show is terrible. Gloriously terrible! Saracen ninjas! Very white Saracen ninjas, for that matter, that look as if they're about to break into a cheap Vegas belly-dancing show! (Not exactly Robin Hoodish, but, ninjas!) People issuing three minute speeches after fatal stab wounds, then pulling swords out of their bellies! Half naked men tied to trees! (Ok, I admit to liking this part.) Eyeball consumption (yum!). Unnecessary cartwheels! Unnecessary cartwheels off horseback! Conveniently creaking doors! Overly dramatic Slow Motion! Medieval outlaws talking about - I kid you not - severance pay! Yay! Utterly no respect for continuity whatsoever! Much less yay! (I admittedly have not been watching this in order, but still.)
Cheese doesn't begin to describe it. And that's not even chatting about the costumes, which are, hands down, the worst and least convincing costumes of any Robin Hood production ever. (In some shots, characters are clearly wearing - I kid you not - blue jeans. Sometimes black jeans. Marion sports some lovely scarves inspired by cheap Hermes rip-offs. Also machine-knit sweaters. I don't know what's up with Much's hat. I remain continually delighted by Guy of Gisborne's "I'm just showing up for fetish nights, thanks muchly," black thingies bearing no resemblance to any actual garment worn during the Middle Ages and Robin Hood in t-shirts (yes, t-shirts) and the Sheriff in what has to be Birkenstocks sort of has an appeal, but, you know, seriously.)
If you can try to work past the costuming (and it's hard) and the plot holes, and the frequently atrocious acting, and the tendency of everyone to keep speaking in nice calm and normal tones after getting stabbed or shot by arrows, and the Saracen ninjas, and the small problem that Robin almost never actually wears a hood, this, um...actually it's a kinda fun show. Especially if you like seeing men tied to trees. Just be tolerant! Very tolerant.
Trees in bondage! Yay!
(Must, but must, find copies of the earlier BBC Robin of Sherwood.)
Oh, man, this show is terrible. Gloriously terrible! Saracen ninjas! Very white Saracen ninjas, for that matter, that look as if they're about to break into a cheap Vegas belly-dancing show! (Not exactly Robin Hoodish, but, ninjas!) People issuing three minute speeches after fatal stab wounds, then pulling swords out of their bellies! Half naked men tied to trees! (Ok, I admit to liking this part.) Eyeball consumption (yum!). Unnecessary cartwheels! Unnecessary cartwheels off horseback! Conveniently creaking doors! Overly dramatic Slow Motion! Medieval outlaws talking about - I kid you not - severance pay! Yay! Utterly no respect for continuity whatsoever! Much less yay! (I admittedly have not been watching this in order, but still.)
Cheese doesn't begin to describe it. And that's not even chatting about the costumes, which are, hands down, the worst and least convincing costumes of any Robin Hood production ever. (In some shots, characters are clearly wearing - I kid you not - blue jeans. Sometimes black jeans. Marion sports some lovely scarves inspired by cheap Hermes rip-offs. Also machine-knit sweaters. I don't know what's up with Much's hat. I remain continually delighted by Guy of Gisborne's "I'm just showing up for fetish nights, thanks muchly," black thingies bearing no resemblance to any actual garment worn during the Middle Ages and Robin Hood in t-shirts (yes, t-shirts) and the Sheriff in what has to be Birkenstocks sort of has an appeal, but, you know, seriously.)
If you can try to work past the costuming (and it's hard) and the plot holes, and the frequently atrocious acting, and the tendency of everyone to keep speaking in nice calm and normal tones after getting stabbed or shot by arrows, and the Saracen ninjas, and the small problem that Robin almost never actually wears a hood, this, um...actually it's a kinda fun show. Especially if you like seeing men tied to trees. Just be tolerant! Very tolerant.
Trees in bondage! Yay!
(Must, but must, find copies of the earlier BBC Robin of Sherwood.)