Frank E. (realartist) from HENDERSONVLLE, NC wrote on 8/12/2009...
This movie would serve as evidence in any court in any country, that Hollywood producers have the mind and maturity of 12 year old girls. The set, the costumes, the cinematic extravaganza are all there. I honestly think if Zimbabwe were compelled to pay for the movie production costs, it would take them several generations. So then...why can't we hire a good writer? How about a good casting director? But noooo. We have two rivals for queen of Egypt, who behave like school girls with bitchin' bods, cat fighting over whoever happens to drive the corvette at school, or is in the backfield of the football team. God forbid he just be a "lineman".
This movie also reveals what a cheap, tawdry, and infantile society we live in. That the only things of interest are bitchin' bods, and men with power. Everyone else, everything else, is chopped liver.
And please...what's with the fake British accents? Is this some pathetic attempt at 'royalty'... a jolly good show of 'good breeding'? An indication of belonging to 'the upper crust'? Boys and girls, hear me... the Brits are the shallowest people on earth.They honestly have utterly no depth. They have one hope and one hop only-and that is to rescusitate old dead literary masters. They have elevated a mere mortal, Darwin, to one was responsible for all of life on this planet. It makes no sense whatever to think that by feigning upper class British, that "one has truly arrived". Arrived where? In a movie that will never be heard from again throughout all eternity...except perhaps to look back on by the next generation and laugh uproariously until our sides ache, and tears steam from our eyes. This is only one notch above Cheech and Chong.