Stage director/designer Julie Taymor's high-culture cocktail of homicide, filicide, regicide, rape, mutilation, amputation, decapitation, and cannibalism will not change the minds of those who would argue that Titus Andronicus is incorrectly attributed to William Shakespeare. It can only make their argument easier: the Bard on a motorcycle, in a video arcade, and to a jazz beat. The collage of periods -- Ancient Rome collides with Fascist Italy collides with La Dolce Vita collides with Barbarella -- does not so much achieve a feeling of timelessness as a feeling of neverness. Nor does it render the bloodbath more "relevant" and "accessible," only more obscure and ivory-tower. Anthony Hopkins, almost alone among the players, handles the verse as if it were not in a foreign tongue. But it's just as probable he was hired because he once played Hannibal the Cannibal. With Jessica Lange, Alan Cumming, Angus Macfadyen, and Harry Lennix. (1999) — Duncan Shepherd
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