Plot: Macbeth (Christopher Eccleston) and Banquo (Raphael Sowole) just fought successfully for King Duncan (David Acton) and are finally on their way home. In the woods, they meet three witches who predict, among other things, that Macbeth will become King. Spurred on by that prophecy and uncontent to just wait for it to come true, Macbeth and his wife (Niamh Cusack) hatch the plan to help things along when Duncan comes to visit. But murder comes with moral consequences – and it might not be the only thing necessary to make Macbeth King.
This take on Macbeth is interesting and mostly well done, but it doesn’t work in all regards, ultimately turning out weaker than I had hoped and expected from Findlay.
Hercules (Kellan Lutz) doesn’t know that he is the son of Zeus, born to bring peace to the world. Called Alcides, his main preoccupation is that he is in love with Hebe (Gaia Weiss), a princess promised to his brother Iphicles (Scott Adkins). When Hercules tries to run off with Hebe, he is caught and sent on a suicide mission in Egypt. But Hercules has vowed to return to Hebe and nothing will keep him from her.
This, unfortunately, is not the Dwayne Johnson-Hercules movie that I imagine to be infinitely better in every sense of the word. Because this film sucks so much, it isn’t even funny anymore. [Maybe it would have been if we had thought to bring alcohol. Rookie mistake.] Instead it’s thinly veiled Jesus movie.