...being a British indie Romans vs. Barbarians film. A legion behind enemy lines gets hunted by a woaded-up Olga Kurylenko clutching a very spiky spear. Reading shit into it is foolhardy, but I shall never be deterred, friends. The Pictish Lady Vengeance is mute, the final touch to horrible abuse suffered at the hands of the Romans. A metaphor for the way the powerful silence the weak, perhaps? More generally, the film presents a rejection of the political for the personal -- serenity is found on the border, outcast from both warring societies.

But enough blather. If you like endless handheld long shutter speed shots of slicing and dicing, and some fine actors doing some silly acting, this will service your needs very well. I enjoyed every second.

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