Profoundly silly tosh, but oh so fabulous wigs. The performances are all variations on singular themes: Owen glowers, Rush slinks, Blanchett postures. Particularly camp are the terrifically bathetic Manichean exaggerations: the umbral Spanish Catholics (enshrouded in flickering candlelight) and the resplendence of the Virgin Queen (care of a supercharged CGI sunrise and a few dozen arc lamps) as she overlooks the retreat of the Spanish armada. Flat out goofy!
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