It’s a very pretty movie that doesn’t make any sense. I don’t know how to explain the nonsensical evolution and ending of this story without giving away the whole shebang. And maybe it’s just because I’ve taken to going to the movies when sleepy and half in the bag.
Maybe the original makes sense. Maybe we’ve lost something when everything has to be so whizz-bang and technically proficient that we forget about things like story.
And Russell Crowe’s hat? No self-respecting bad-ass would wear a hat like that.