Tristan & Isolde

There are movies that merit running more than two hours, where the filmmakers fill every second with cinematic gold. Unfortunately, Tristan & Isolde isn’t one of them. The movie drags from the beginning, as we see 20 to 30 minutes of background that could have been explained with some background text. Each scene, then and after, moves at a leisurely pace, as though people were not dying and nations were not at war.

Worst of all, James Franco — surely there were attractive young British actors that could have played Tristan — seems to be sleepwalking through every scene with his co-star, bringing an abject lack of chemistry to the proceedings.

This is a workman-like film, but it has really nothing to demand that the viewer watch it. A rental, and nothing more.

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