With a script co-written by Neil Gaiman, this should have been a much better movie. Indeed, a production with no script at all except for the original text would have made a superior product, even if it had been shot entirely in undecipherable Anglo-Saxon. Once again I find myself wondering why oh why movie folk feel the need to take a classic story and “improve” it. Here we learn that Grendel was mad at the Danes because their loud parties hurt his sensitive ear-like-object. We also learn that the monster’s mom was a smokin’ hot Angelina Jolie with a prehensile ponytail, and Beowulf himself was a morally weak braggart who tended to luck into his successes. Add to that the just-real-enough-to-be-creepy computer animation, and this turns out to be a colossal disappointment. See if desperate
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