So much is wrong with this film that it's hard to know where to start. It's cliche-ridden, hackneyed, predictable, and the swordfights are full of fast cutting, which generates the energy and excitement of a sword fight but not the dance or the strategy.
Perhaps this film's greatest crime is that it is based on the premise that a broken-down bum can be trained to be a great swordfighter in about five minutes of film time (stretching over maybe a week of the film's plot).
The new version of Zorro is pale in comparison to the Douglas Fairbanks version.
Perhaps this film's greatest crime is that it is based on the premise that a broken-down bum can be trained to be a great swordfighter in about five minutes of film time (stretching over maybe a week of the film's plot).
The new version of Zorro is pale in comparison to the Douglas Fairbanks version.