During World War I, we’re shown the fighting taking place in
the Middle East, a lot of which is spearheaded by Lawrence (Peter O’Toole). He commands
the respect of many tribes and leads them in various battles against the
Turkish people.
I did not like this film, I’m going to just say that up
front. The whole way through (almost four hours, by the way, I’ll never get
that time back) I was whinging and checking the clock to see how long it had
left to go and trying to stop myself from clawing my eyes out.
Literally the only good thing about the whole damn film was
Sherif Ali (Omar Sharif). He was such a great character. Handsome, intelligent,
loyal, total badass. He respected Lawrence but he could see how he was affected
by it all and it really hurt him because he cared so much for him. His entrance
was great too, coming out of the heatwave like that. Good shot. Wait, maybe he
wasn’t the only good thing. There were some nice shots, I can’t deny that. The
desert is an interesting place but unless David Attenborough is narrating it, I
can’t say I want to stare at it for four hours.
Not my kind of film at all. I don’t like soldiers, I don’t
care what army or what war they’re in. And I don’t like a main character with
an insane white saviour complex. It’s far too long with some completely
unnecessary shots that take an absolute bloody age. I understand that it’s an
epic and all that noise but it was dull. Just so completely dull.
2/10
