Back in 2007, an online reviewer summed up the movie "300" like this: "I can't spoil the plot because THANK GOD THERE ISN'T ONE. Just ass kicking that kicks ass that, while said ass is getting kicked, is kicking yet more ass that's hitting someone's balls with a hammer made of ice but the ice is frozen whiskey."
That basically describes Highlander, only twenty years earlier.
Highlander's central message can be summarized like this: if your life involves swords, magic, sex, and bombastic heavy metal-esque music, you -- and your life -- are automatically awesome. There's no wonder that it resonated so strongly with male geeks. Connor MacLeod is pretty much every male D&D nerd's idealized version of himself: a master swordsman, women love him, and he lives in an amazing New York condo full of ancient and medieval artifacts.
You really owe your brain an apology after watching Highlander... but it'll be a half-assed, passive aggressive apology ("okay, fine, SORRY..."), because the movie is so enjoyable and fun in its absurdity.
That basically describes Highlander, only twenty years earlier.
Highlander's central message can be summarized like this: if your life involves swords, magic, sex, and bombastic heavy metal-esque music, you -- and your life -- are automatically awesome. There's no wonder that it resonated so strongly with male geeks. Connor MacLeod is pretty much every male D&D nerd's idealized version of himself: a master swordsman, women love him, and he lives in an amazing New York condo full of ancient and medieval artifacts.
You really owe your brain an apology after watching Highlander... but it'll be a half-assed, passive aggressive apology ("okay, fine, SORRY..."), because the movie is so enjoyable and fun in its absurdity.
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