Visually stunning to counterpoint underwhelming performances. I liken this film to skipping a polished stone across the surface of a lake, letting it make contact where it may. We the audience are the lake, the stone did not touch us often enough, yet it is still deeply satisfying. Damn you Joaquin Phoenix!
Most breathtaking, the cataclysmic cavalry scenes. Surreal in-camera sequences, dominated by choreographed war horse surges, the Battle of Austerlitz took us inside Napoleon's ruthless military mind. Throughout this film, we frequently experienced the vulgarity of the battlefield, in an era when cannons and horses led victories. Don't get me started on the drumming soldiers at Waterloo. To be honest, in its authenticity, the 'drummers' in situ underscored what clowns we are as human beings.
Not surprising from Ridley Scott, whose iconic feature 'Gladiator' reminds us that military prowess, political positioning is always down to the decisive motivation of a very few individuals. No matter what the virtues, military victories are ephemeral, someone is always waiting in the wings to disrupt.
Tragically this film resonates as it reminds us that the battlefields of today claim 'collateral damage' is the price of freedom, which is truly a veiled phrase for victory at any cost.