As Robin of Locksley,
Costner says his lines in a relaxed, earnest inactivity. The problem isn’t his
American accent, which occasionally comes off as acting-class British. It looks
like he is thoughtful, distantly depressed. (Smiling looks like a huge help for
him.) When Robin says that he’s just not going to join the outlaws of Sherwood
Forest, he’s going to lead them; we
don’t get his passion, his enthusiastic desire to hold control. Gleiberman
said, “Costner sounds like he’s just decided to run for city council.”
As a work of avoidance,
this long, action-filled, 2-hour-and-21-minute “Robin Hood” does its job. You
get sucked into the story, production values, and some choice supporting
actors. Gleiberman said, “Yet it’s a rouser without a rousing hero.” Costner
doesn’t make himself bad – he has the star presence the role asks for. What he’s
not is an emotional Robin Hood. Gleiberman
said, “And without the sense that Robin is on a humanistic mission (one that’s
a pleasure to fulfill), the story has no charge. Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves
often feels like it was made by committee. The woodland images are robust and
organic, yet the shots aren’t edited together to form a consistent point of
view.” You have to keep getting your attitudes, and when you look to Costner,
what you see – fantastically – is a haze.
Gleiberman said, “The
classic Errol Flynn version, made in 1938, isn’t a great movie, yet there’s
magic — an ethereal jubilance and ease — in Flynn’s performance. He convinces
you he’s having the party of his life out there in the greenwood.” At first,
the makers of “Prince of Thieves” look to be making the story dark. Robin,
having going through years of prison and torture during the Crusades, escapes
his defeaters in Jerusalem and returns to the mountains of England. Joined by
his trusted friend Azeem, played by Morgan Freeman, a religious Muslim Moor
with a triangle of religious symbols tattooed on each cheek, he finds out that
his loving home is under the rule of fear. Among other crimes, the fascist
Sherriff of Nottingham, played by the late Alan Rickman, has murdered Robin’s
nobleman father. Robin promises, “I will not rest until my father is avenged.”
Then he cuts his hand open to show that he means it.
Gleiberman notes, “For
a while, the movie looks like it’s going to follow in the mold of 1989’s Batman
— adding a bedeviled element to the crime-fighting romanticism, turning the
hero into a man who battles evil in the name of vengeance. Yet all this gets
dropped pretty quickly.” Robin’s father is barely mentioned again, and the
movie becomes the familiar story of Robin and his joking peasant comrades
struggling to bring down the evil sheriff. There are some intense action
scenes. Gleiberman said, “The director, Kevin Reynolds, gives them a
contemporary brutality and zap, especially when the men unsheath their clanking
broadswords, which are so heavy they hardly need to be sharp to kill you. But
for all the rousing sequences of Robin and his men shooting off flaming arrows
and combatting the sheriff’s forces, there aren’t enough occasions when they
triumph through their wits. Robin Hood, after all, is meant to be a trickster,
a rogue. But we don’t see enough of his charming guile. What’s more, except for
a couple of whiz-bang camera effects devoted to the spectacle of arrows in
flight, we’re barely invited to take pleasure in his prowess as an archer.”
Gleiberman continues, “The
live-wire excitement that is missing from Costner’s performance is there in
Alan Rickman as the twisted sheriff. Rickman,
who was the terrorist in Die Hard, has a gift for playing villains who are made
physically itchy by their thwarted ambitions. He’s got great Silly Putty
features: His mouth, crammed with bad English teeth, contorts into pretzels of
disgust and rage — yet above it, his big schnoz and pleading eyes recall Ringo
Starr’s soft-edged melancholy. (He’s a psycho who’s crying on the inside.)
Sporting a jet-black, ’60s-heavy-metal do, his Sheriff of Nottingham is like a
skinny rat who can’t stop gnawing. There’s a comic impatience to this gimlet-eyed
dictator, who wenches to relieve his anxiety. Rickman, coating every line in
sarcastic venom, makes the character a perverse, modern fiend, yet he’s also in
the tradition of British-ham megalomaniacs who, going back to Shakespeare’s
Richard III, express their love of evil through words.”
People probably say
that Costner is dominated by Rickman. However, the truth is that he’s dominated
by just about every actor who has been in a scene with him. Christian Slater
(who looks like he’s Jack Nicholson’s son) as the noisy, fight-loving Will
Scarlett, Nick Brimble as funny Little John, Freeman as the stoic Azeem, who
looks at “civilized” England with, as Gleiberman says, “a quizzically cocked
eyebrow — each of these actors has a spark, and you end up wanting to see more
of them.” It’s only their boss who doesn’t deserve to be called merry.
Yes, I did mention Connery
at the beginning, but that’s because he makes a cameo near the end of the
movie. Other than that, this is a good movie that everyone should see. If you
liked Walt Disney’s “Robin Hood” and want a more serious, but likable, version
of the famous character, than this one is for you. Give it a watch because you
will love it. Morgan Freeman definitely played a great Muslim character, one of
the best I have ever seen in movie history.
Stay tuned next week
when he continue “Kevin Costner Month” with one of the biggest box office bombs
in movie history.
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