Ahmed’s Review of A Knight’s Tale aka 37 Reasons the Middle Ages Were WAY Cooler than Right Now
So I wake up Sunday, having passed out on the couch (again) at about 12:30 Saturday night, which for a rager like myself is about 4 hours too early and considering the only lady involved was Suzanne Somers in a Step By Step rerun… not the best night. Not to worry though, because what greeted me when I awoke Sunday morning? None other than the Heath Ledger classic A Knight’s Tale. This movie has it all, especially when you factor in that my senior year of college HBO put it into uber-rotation status, which meant it was shown every 6 hours, and if you were lucky like me and stole ALL the HBO networks, every 17 minutes (trust me, you haven’t lived until you’ve seen The Right Stuff en espanol on HBO Latino). There’s only about 15 movies that I will drop anything I’m doing to watch. I mean ANYTHING. A Knight’s Tale has entered that pantheon, though frankly I would have never wanted it to. The movie, in addition to the plotline, is a true Cinderella story.
Why You Care
So first things first, so you can really decide if you want to waste 2 hours on this (and by waste I mean have your life altered forever), a brief discussion on who this movie is geared towards. Tale is for the ladies, obviously, what with Heath Ledger (Sir Ullrich von Liechtenstein, for the unencumbered) taking off his shirt something like 43 times, and, not to be forgotten, 5 bumpkin serfs writing poems to rival Shakespeare. At the same time, it’s meant for guys too. Who didn’t dream of jousting when they were little? Let alone jousting in the biggest tournament in all the Rheine valley!! Or for that matter making out with that mysterious brunette with wild hair (more on her later). As an added bonus, there’s a rock soundtrack interspersed with the medieval chants and grunts (because that’s how they rolled in the 1400’s. I wiki’d it so you don’t have to). So to recap, this movie is for everyone. If you’re reading this, you must watch Knight’s Tale. If you’ve only seen it 17 times, that 18th time cannot be soon enough. If you haven’t seen it, shame on you. Either way, that next viewing will be well worth it. Now then, on to why this movie rocks the house.
Who Knew they had Mousse in the Middle Ages
This movie taught me something like 5 million things about the 1500’s. Which is 5 million more than I remember from junior high social studies. That they don’t include this as required viewing in middle school social studies classes is beyond me. I already mentioned the rock music. I’m pretty sure that at some point during the flick the groupies break into a “We Will Rock Youâ€-esque chant. That is a JAM. And these people look like they bathe at least once a week, way more than the year or two my 8th grade social studies teacher had me believing people went between a good cleaning back in the day. And you’ve got this blacksmith girl putting definite Nike logos on Heath’s shield. She even put the R circle so Philip Knight’s brilliance wouldn’t be lost on the various people making 8 pence a day. If they’re so lucky, they too could save up for 9 months and get the Air Sir Ullrich’s on layaway.
Actually, this blacksmith girl needs her own paragraph. For starters, the chauvinist in me once thought it impossible for a girl to be a good blacksmith. IMPOSSIBLE. But see that’s how Knight’s Tale rolls. It entertains AND teaches. Now I realize that girls are equals. At least with tongs, prongs, and bellows. But if you think I was incredulous when they had me believing she was a serviceable worker, I practically did backflips when she invented titanium alloy. GENIUS. And to think everyone else didn’t come around on stronger, lighter materials until 1970 or so. Sir Ullrich’s genius blacksmith girl had that figured out 400 years ago. What does this prove? Apparently if we get a girl in a physics lab nuclear fusion is 2-3 hard days’ work away. Don’t laugh, son, I’d like to see you invent titanium alloy without any of the required ingredients, know-how, or general wherewithal. Because that’s what she did.
And then, of course, there’s the mousse. Heath’s perm, his lady friend’s wild hair (which, mind you, could have easily been the result of the same magic potion Cameron Diaz went with in Something About Mary, though I highly doubt it). I seriously wonder now, other than the lack of plumbing, electricity, computers, cars, television, Nintendo Wii, mass production capabilities, air conditioning, ice cream, and football, if I wouldn’t have been better off living in those times. Sir Ahmed von Portage de Pakistan. LOVE IT.
Who is This Girl
A word about the leading lady in the movie, Shannyn Sossamon. She even spells her name mysteriously. Delectable!! I can say with full confidence that if you took this girl and put her in the 21st century she’d be rolling with the goth kids. She’d be the one requisite cute girl in the group who, if you smeared off the 7 layers of mascara, white blush, undyed her hair, maybe gave her a semi-normal haircut (and that part applies in the movie too… wtf is that coif she’s running with? She looks like a peacock that got hit by a Mack truck), and maybe put her on the volleyball team to boot she’d be one of the top 5 hottest girls you know. Instead you’re stuck with mysterious potential. Which does no one much good, unless you’re into those diamond-in-the-rough types. Lucky for me, my roommate is, so anytime Knight’s Tale is on now I get subjected to 15-20 comments about how she’s “so well put-together†and “see how hot she is in that shotâ€. Fantastic.
And what’s up with her and her friend following around the joust circuit for 6-8 months? They’re basically medieval NASCAR groupies. And if you check out the rest of the crowds frequenting these events, it’s spot on. Worthless, unemployed idiots who spend 5-7 days cooped up in their camper/trailer, all in hopes that Sterling Marlin (or in their case, Sir Douchebag de Leipzig) will qualify, not crash, and maybe even place Top 20. Gotta get those points!! Am I jealous? You’re goddamn right I am. How do Mysterious Shannyn and her groupie friend fit in with this crowd? You got me. But then this movie wouldn’t be much fun if Sir Ullrich got on some broad with 9 missing teeth and the vocabubalary of a 3yearold. Not that all NASCAR groupies are like that…
A True Cinderella Story
In the end, this movie truly has it all. Heath rises up from the humblest of humble beginnings, has it all, has it all taken away, goes on a 2-minute rant about how at least they cannot take his pride, only to subsequently have his pride taken away as well, then realize that LOVE is what cannot be taken away, only to have… ok I kid, but you get the idea. What a rollercoaster. Two hours cannot be wasted on a better bad movie. Enjoy.