Thursday, January 07, 2016

The wounds of honor are self-inflicted

A silly little movie in the medieval fantasy camp, and I'm sure after wasting money on Clive Owen and Morgan Freeman, all they could afford were unknown and, sadly, untalented geezers. The story is a weird laugh really, a confusing medieval East meets West, ninjas and knights and all that.
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