Yes, you read that rating right. Five stars. I'm not going to be a Scrooge when it comes to this film, because it means so much to me. I watched it five times at the cinema in the summer of '91. Just watching it again tonight transported me back to those idyllic childhood days, of me and my mates cutting down trees in the woods to make our own bows and arrows and of Bryan Adams being at number one for a record breaking sixteen weeks.
Who cares if Kevin Costner doesn't even attempt an English accent or that Mike McShane's roams all over the land. Who cares that the writers nicked everything from Richard Carpenter's excellent Robin of Sherwood, right down to a Moorish Merry Man and the witchcraft elements. This remains, in my book at least, the greatest popcorn epic.
I miss Alan Rickman and Michael Kamen. Both men illuminated this film.