In the realm of emotion, this is Martin Scorsese's most violent film.
On paper, this should be a masterpiece.
The aging, yet iconic, Muskateers are played by Jeremy Irons, John Malkovich, Gabriel Byrne and to round it off, we have Gérard Depardieu as a depressed, hedonistic Porthos. Who would have thought that young Leo could be the weak link?
Brought down by cliché direction and unfortunately doesn't say much with it's rich source material.
BTW, If you haven't seen it, Depardieu starred in the French mini-series of The Count of Monte Cristo (another Alexandre Dumas novel) that same year.