Centurion

I'm a girl. This means that my preference in movies trends to the romantic or suspenseful. Once in a while though I can handle a western, a horror, or a good sci-fi. But I just hate blood and gore. Why, oh why, do I need to see heads removed and guts impaled? I don't see the art of it, the point of it, or the lure. So what in the world was I thinking watching Centurion?



I knew I was going to be in for a rare treat about three minutes into the film when a soldier went to take a leak and the bad guys took a sword to his ... yeah. I actually laughed at first, but then it just. kept. happening.


So....I think the story was about bloody Romans getting all up in the bloody Picts face and the bloody Picts showing the bloody Romans what's up. The story was told from the voice of a Roman Centurion, but you ended up rooting for the only two people left in the world who didn't paint their foreheads with the ashes of the folks they killed the night before.


This film gets ten thumbs down. Yep, I hacked off eight extra thumbs for this one. Yummm.

I suppose if you're a sociopath or a man you'll like this. But for me, the storyline was bogus, the cast was ehh, and all I could keep thinking about was thank GOODNESS I was born before 1100. Now people kill each other far far away from me.