Another run-through of the deathless Arthur-Guinevere-Lancelot legend, cripplingly shackled on its run by the casting of Richard Gere in the part of Lancelot -- a smarty-pantsy, ants-in-his-pantsy Lancelot, with a glide in his step, a dip in his knee, a swivel in his hips, a twitch or a wink or a wince in his eye. More simply, Gere has never been a credible period actor. More simply still, he has never been a credible actor, period. Of course in comparison and contrast to Gere, Sean Connery's Arthur comes across as all the more dignified and majestic, but Connery doesn't require any boost in that department. And Julia Ormond brings to the role of Guinevere her distinctive and quickly tiresome brand of high-flame fervor. The action, at the instigation of a Camelot malcontent named Malagant (Ben Cross, in a Nazi storm trooper's black slicker), is as messy as it is abundant. And no version of the legend that fails to get Guinevere to a nunnery has a prayer of becoming a definitive version. Directed by Jerry Zucker. (1995) — Duncan Shepherd
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