Two things, specifically, make the Romans attractive to filmmakers: Christians, and depraved emperors. As a result, they’re now are cemented in cinema as dastardly villains, mad emperors, sex crazed ladies, and gays. Probably incestuous gays. Or bestial gays. Or whatever the worst thing you can think of is. And quite rightly so, the Romans were bastards; that’s why I like them. So here, in no particular order (except number one, which is definitely number one) are my favourite Romans in film.
No, no – not films with women in them. That would be silly. Instead, to celebrate the release of mumbling Jonny Cusack’s Edgar Allan Poe biopic (loosest use of the term) The Raven, we’ll be turning our attention to appearances made by our feathered friends on the big screen. To paraphrase Peter Pan “Being drunk is the happiest thing! It’s the same as having wings!”
How do you know what you’re going to see at the cinema next month? You’re busy people – Facebook won’t update itself, and you’ve probably got a relationship to neglect or something. Oh, you haven’t? Sorry. Well, there’s no point in trying to meet another human adult now, you may as well just read this blog.
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