The Green Knight. I wanted to like this, and it does have some impressively trippy imagery. It’s also pointlessly slow and much too impressed with itself. The besetting sin with many Arthurian films is that they don’t trust the legend. They want to add flashy improvements, so the film wilts from a surfeit of Hollywood clichés or arthouse ones (as in this case).
As someone relatively familiar with Sir Gawain and the Green Night I also took issue with several of the movie’s adaptation choices. I won’t go into actual spoilers, but many elements of what made the original compelling and meaningful have been lost, abbreviated, or mangled. Those unfamiliar with the source material might enjoy this more, but I found it a muddle.
I still hold the unshaken opinion that the only first-rate Arthurian films are Excalibur, Bresson’s Lancelot of the Lake, and Rohmer’s Perceval.