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- CINEMA, Page 58Stranded in Sherwood Forest
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- By RICHARD CORLISS
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- ROBIN HOOD: PRINCE OF THIEVES
- Directed by Kevin Reynolds
- Screenplay by Pen Densham and John Watson
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- Kevin Costner as Robin Hood. Modern Hollywood's most
- likable star playing medieval England's most engaging hero --
- this is a parlay that sets moguls dancing. Its ostensibly canny
- match of star and subject assures that Robin Hood: Prince of
- Thieves will fill theaters. But will it send moviegoers out
- enthralled? The message from this cracked crystal ball is:
- Naaah.
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- Granted, the picture has the makings. With a series of
- improbable hits, Costner has proved he can make huge audiences
- care about dead baseball players and gentle folks who speak
- Sioux. And the Robin Hood saga is very nearly perfect for
- movies: a thrilling adventure, a love story, a dream of nobility
- turned to common good. Robin of Locksley, that ancient and
- up-to-date people's hero, defends England against Norman
- predators and robs the rich to give to the poor.
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- The Robin Hood films are, of course, not about a
- Norman-Saxon feud or the equitable redistribution of goods. They
- are about star quality. The mythic Robin Hood is a figure of
- strength, grace, wit and humanity. He radiates moral
- self-confidence. He is a fellow's best friend and a woman's
- dream lover. He personifies what in simpler times was called
- masculinity. No wonder the role lured some of the cinema's top
- exemplars of derring-do. Douglas Fairbanks (1922), Errol Flynn
- (1938) and Sean Connery (1976) made memorable glosses on the
- English lord -- and no matter that the actors hailed,
- respectively, from Colorado, Tasmania and Scotland. Fairbanks
- soared, Flynn grinned, Connery smoldered, and each struck
- singular movie sparks.
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- Today, when dour antiheroes have glutted the market, Robin
- Hood is again the good guy of choice. Just last month Fox TV
- aired a new version, directed by John Irvin and starring Patrick
- Bergin. That Robin Hood is no instant classic. Its action scenes
- consist mostly of guys milling outside castles and roaring like
- juiced-up fans at a Midlands football match. But Bergin does
- invest the woodsman from the 1190s with a bit of 1990s Green
- Power. Waging guerrilla war against the ravagers of Sherwood
- Forest, Bergin is at one with his sylvan surroundings -- a butch
- Bambi.
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- In Costner's larger, busier take on the legend, the only
- green power is at the box office. With a sigh, the script
- reprises Robin's recruiting of his Merry Men (a pallid crowd
- here), his verbal jousting (uninspired), his romance with Maid
- Marian (Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio, her wondrous screen
- potential again untapped). The movie treats these plot points
- as tiresome requirements, not chances to work fresh alchemy on
- old elements. At 2 hours 20 minutes, the enterprise lacks
- passion, or even a sense of inspired fun; it is as if the
- filmmakers were dutifully honoring business commitments. Wading
- through the torpid spots, director Kevin Reynolds seems like a
- restless kid -- or, maybe, like the audience -- impatient to get
- on with the swashbuckling.
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- That's when Prince of Thieves finally jolts awake. Robin
- orchestrates a cunning climactic assault, the Merry Men's arrows
- sizzle through the sky like happy Scuds, and the bustle of
- bodies and cameras produces congenial movie movement. Two of the
- actors carry this larkish spirit throughout the film. Geraldine
- McEwan, in devil-doll weeds, makes for a hilariously desiccated
- witch. And Alan Rickman, fairly drooling with delight at his own
- wickedness, plays the Sheriff of Nottingham as a vibrant cartoon
- villain: Snidely Whiplash rampant.
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- These performers are British; they were steeped from birth
- in high style and the seductive melody of theatrical rhetoric.
- But the leads -- Costner, Mastrantonio, Christian Slater as Will
- Scarlet, Micheal McShane as Friar Tuck, Morgan Freeman as a Moor
- displaced in Nottingham -- are all American, intoning flat
- varieties of American English. They sound like tourists stranded
- in Sherwood Forest. And they inadvertently give a new meaning
- to the story: now Robin and his band are vagrant colonials who
- save England from those who can actually speak the language.
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- Dull speaking, in Costner's case, is an emblem of
- miscasting. The character of Robin Hood demands emotional
- exuberance -- not Costner's forte. He does not spring; he is
- coiled. He is a reactive actor; audiences enjoy watching him
- think. In Bull Durham, Field of Dreams and Dances with Wolves
- he played, quite persuasively, cynics who find something to
- believe in. But Nottinghamshire is no place for California
- dreamin'. Perhaps, in the two recent movies about legendary
- princes, the stars should have swapped roles. Mel Gibson could
- have been a dashing Robin Hood and Costner a provocative Hamlet.
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- Not till the very end of the film, when King Richard pops
- up, portrayed, in a surprise appearance, by an actor who has
- launched many a grand movie adventure, will audiences get a
- glimpse of epic star quality. Then, like the Merry Men, they
- will unleash a hearty ho-ho. The rest of this Robin Hood merits
- only a ho-hum.
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