The most British movie I’ve ever seen. I had to watch this with the captions on — not because of thick British accents, but because of all the odd British expressions. Oddly, I wanted to watch the 30s Errol Flynn version, but Netflix sent me this (my fault for not paying attention.) More fool me. Trevor Howard, David Hemmings, John Geilgud, Vanessa Redgrave and lots of fumphering aristocratic huzzahs. Really, a riot. I think it is meant to be a comedy, as this was 1968 after all. Plus, the wildly out-of-place psychedelic cartoons. Really quite a gas. There’s no violence or shooting at all until about 90 minutes in — just extremely British behavior. Or behaviour. See? I’m getting the hang of it. Ruddy fine.
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Jordan Hoffman is a New York-based writer and film critic working for The Guardian, Vanity Fair, Thrillist, Times of Israel, NY Daily News and elsewhere.
He is the host of ENGAGE: The Official Star Trek Podcast, a member of the New York Film Critics Circle and challenges you to a game of backgammon.