I assume other people also have the problem where
they watch a movie they know they've never seen before but feel like they have
seen it. That's how I felt about Outlaw King. It's a new movie, but it
sure felt like one I watched in 1998 and forgot about until now. It would be
like if I gave Kingdom of Heaven another viewing. The Braveheart
comparison is almost too easy. William Wallace's death is literally an inciting
act in Outlaw King.
Oh, that's right. Derivative is the word I'm looking
for. I tend to hate using that word. It's overused and confused with
"inspired by" too often. In a way, all films are derrivative because
they are all diived from something before them. I only like to pull out
'derivative' when it's something like Outlaw King, where it immediately
gets confused in my mind with other films. Ask me in a month, and I won't be
able to tell the cast of this apart from
Apostle, I bet.
That all isn't to say I disliked Outlaw King.
It's solid. Chris Pine is good. I've become a big Florence Pugh fan in the last
year. It was fun to realize after the fact that Aaron Taylor Johnson played
James Douglas. I didn't even think the character looked like anyone, so imagine
my surprise when it's Kick-Ass under all that hair. The movie is properly dirty
and bloddy. It's a land of perpetual overcast that I've come to expect in any
historical epic set in the United Kingdom. By now, it has become clear that the
magic of Hell or High Water came more from Taylor Sheridan's screenplay
than David Mackenzie's direction. There's worse things to be than watchable
though. That's what Outlaw King is. MacKenzie has made a fine medieval
action drama in an era when that alone isn't enough to capture an audience's
attention.
Verdict (?): Weakly Don't Recommend
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