Only got around to seeing it a couple of weeks ago. I particularly enjoyed the sail-powered LCVPs that could turn on a dime. Who knew they had Higgins Boats 800 years ago?
Such a waste of what could have been a good film. They set-up the relationship between Robin and Little John so painstakingly well ... then we never saw him again. And all that cobblers about his father and writing the Magna Carta. Every Englishman's home is his castle.
Absolute dogshite of the smelliest, most worm ridden kind.
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