The Scorpion King.
One of the most ridiculous rag-bags I've ever seen and surely the most ridiculous depiction of "Ancient Egypt" ever made. Here we have the Essex Pharoah with a mullet, living in an Egypt populated by Chinese people, Indians and Londoners. In fact, his court appears to be almost entirely Chinese apart from the henchmen, who appear to be from Delhi.
"The Rock". What a ridiculous notion in itself. All the acting skills of, well, a rock. Oh, and again we see the timeless axiom that muscle-men wear the hairdo's of women! Then there are the desert renegades, whose community resembles the fiefdom of Tina Turner in a Mad Max film. They couldn't get her, so instead they cast a black Rock with even more lithian acting skills and hold on, not really a "woman's hairdo" but, another extreme mullet-cut! The plot: predictable. The action: hum-drum. The humour, formulaic.
Oh, yeah, I waited for that Elton John song but where was it . "The treacle of life".
One of the most ridiculous rag-bags I've ever seen and surely the most ridiculous depiction of "Ancient Egypt" ever made. Here we have the Essex Pharoah with a mullet, living in an Egypt populated by Chinese people, Indians and Londoners. In fact, his court appears to be almost entirely Chinese apart from the henchmen, who appear to be from Delhi.
"The Rock". What a ridiculous notion in itself. All the acting skills of, well, a rock. Oh, and again we see the timeless axiom that muscle-men wear the hairdo's of women! Then there are the desert renegades, whose community resembles the fiefdom of Tina Turner in a Mad Max film. They couldn't get her, so instead they cast a black Rock with even more lithian acting skills and hold on, not really a "woman's hairdo" but, another extreme mullet-cut! The plot: predictable. The action: hum-drum. The humour, formulaic.
Oh, yeah, I waited for that Elton John song but where was it . "The treacle of life".