Completely silly, almost embarrassingly so. Scott’s visual prowess is once again undercut by his inability to properly edit an action scene, always in-between coherence and experimental incoherence (like his brother does so well). And that kind of goes for the whole thing: decent and square in the middle of the road, or: my least favourite type of film. Thank god the cast knows what this is, a ham-fest with sides of balony, and act accordingly. Derek Jacobi is a true treasure because and in spite of it.