…directed by Robert Zemeckis, written by Neil Gaiman and Roger Avary, starring the digtial replicants of Angelina Jolie, Anthony Hopkins, Ray Winstone, John Malkovich, Crispin Glover, as well as the awesome might of CGI.
If you want whining about motion-capture animation replacing real actors, complaints (or fanboy drooling) over digital nekkid Jolie, or hand-wringing about the PG-13 rating, go elsewhere. We are in the land of Beowulf now. That’s Beowulf, an original in the pantheon of mythic heroes, without whom there’s no Joseph Campbell thesis and therefore no Star War series; no Tolkien philology and no Lord of the Rings. Beowulf, the canonical epic poem in Old English, oldest manuscript in our language. Beowulf, who drinks, boasts, fights monsters, and philosophizes about it all later. About damn time he got his own big fat movie.
