With that in mind, I can only give a broad overview of what happened in this film. A kid-of-some-renowned's father is killed. Druids make a really vague prophecy. The kid grows up to kill his uncle and try to unite the tribes of Gaul. And that's just the first half hour of a two hour movie. Most of the film involves this guy, an actual figure in history named Vercingetorix, trying to unite Gaul, destroying Gaul in order to piss off the Romans, and then fighting against the Romans in a battle that he ultimately lost. It really strongly feels like the French Braveheart in its tone. The French title of the film is actually Vercingétorix: La Légende du druide roi or Vercingetorix, The Legend of the Druid King, which is a much more accurate title but the name probably didn't work in foreign markets. Why not just call it The King of the Gauls? Well, probably because so few people know who the Gauls are anyway. But druids? People know them. Or they think they do since historically speaking we actually know hardly anything about them.
This movie provided us with a few laughs from bad acting and dialogue but most of our fun with this movie came from us being exasperated by the poor choices. On it's own it doesn't hold up without people to make fun of it with.
Spoon Rating: 2.5
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