More than seeing "secret and sacred" anatomical parts of the Goddess named Anya Taylor-Joy, this movie doesn't engage that much.
The characters speak by infinitives, in a boring aulic way, which completely contrasts with the imagery, which wants to transport the beholders in an ancient and mysterious world of abused people, vikings and pseudo-historic Scandinavian (ancient Rus'-scandinavian) villagers who struggle to survive while a hunchbacked bodybuilt "son of a great actor" kills everything that is alive.
Splatter here, there and everywhere, breasts, underbelly furs, nonsense visions, on the top of an all-star cast.
Maybe some of all that stuff went necessary to justify the costs of such a plot of an abstract of a comic-book... have I already said that there is Anya showing off what we struggled to see for years?
All that said, it is worth a view.
Once.
The characters speak by infinitives, in a boring aulic way, which completely contrasts with the imagery, which wants to transport the beholders in an ancient and mysterious world of abused people, vikings and pseudo-historic Scandinavian (ancient Rus'-scandinavian) villagers who struggle to survive while a hunchbacked bodybuilt "son of a great actor" kills everything that is alive.
Splatter here, there and everywhere, breasts, underbelly furs, nonsense visions, on the top of an all-star cast.
Maybe some of all that stuff went necessary to justify the costs of such a plot of an abstract of a comic-book... have I already said that there is Anya showing off what we struggled to see for years?
All that said, it is worth a view.
Once.
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