Aside from a chuck away reference to Fredrick Nietzsche there is little of philosophical depth in Donar the Great. Flashback heavy and no more obscure than normal this vaudevillian segue into music hall politics with Velvet Underground undertones shows much but achieves little. Narrative intentions are vague while Ian McShane and Orlando Jones retain audience attention through sheer force of will. Visually there are elements of The Cotton Club combined with back stage altercations, while the production design is both gaudy, sumptuous and simultaneously grandiose.
Present day strands involving ancient weaponry, scorched runes and biblical grifters sits awkwardly alongside the stage show elements elsewhere. Mr World and New Media feel like a needless addition while their high tech machinations do little to increase drama or further the story line. Bruce Langley seems oddly out of place in his flashback role