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admin
08-19-2008, 05:15 PM
Weirdly, because of all the bad rep surrounding this movie (and my lack of time :huh:), I did not see it until a few days ago.

Despite a lot of homosexual atmosphere in the movie, the movie was pretty good. It portrayed Alexander's background and Macedonia's culture as Greek.
Furthermore, it finally demonstrated the Greeks expansions into Egypt with Ptolemy narrating the final (and opening) scenes.


Has anyone else seen this movie and disagree?

PhiliptheUniterchaeronea
08-19-2008, 06:03 PM
The movie, historically, had a lot of accuracy. Too bad it focussed way too much on sexuality. there was so much more to our king. One can argue the sexuality is inaccurate as there are not any real accounts stating Alexandre was gay, maybe, maybe not, maybe both. Either way, I don't care if he was straight, gay or bi. I just wanted a potrayal of Alexander that was deeper and more complex than Farrell's potrayalof a snivelling Alexander who was gay.

I agree with you admin. Others here may not, and that is ok, just think the focus was way too much on a specaltive sidebar. The historical accuracies should have been focussed on more and his sophisticated personality.

MAKEDONELLHNAS
08-19-2008, 08:55 PM
The greatest general to ever live and for three hours all they focused on was how he was gay, which is not even true, maybe bi, but that even still, they couldve showed more of his accomplishements than something that is not even true, they couldve showed the siege of Tyre atleast, and the way the movie went back and forth was kind of annoying, i went to see it with 7 my of my friends which non of them were Greek, all Ukranian and Russians and they were laughing there asses of, they were like its not Alexander the great more like Alexander the gay, you have a gay guy tattooed on you, i heard it for a month, but it was funny when the film was starting and it showed the names in Greek and English i turn to one of my friends and said look atleast its not in that bulgarian language and i got some dirty looks from what im guessing were western bulgars. And i also dont like how they are getting all these Anglo actors to play ancient Greeks.

Truth Bearer
08-20-2008, 06:15 PM
The movie was good and historically acurate as Robin Lane Fox was the historical advisor behind the movie.The West Bulgars lost the plot and send 1000's of letters all over the place disputing it's Hellenic authenticity and again they were made to look stupid!!They did over do it abit on the gay issue as he was more of a swinger than out right gay.He did father 2 children at least so that clarifies his bi sexuality.

zefs
08-21-2008, 08:42 AM
Yeah but there was one part in where Val Kilmer, Philip, spoke about and made it clear there was a difference between the Greeks and Macedonians. It was more pro-Greek than Fyromonkey.

Athena
08-23-2008, 11:36 AM
I didn´t like Collin Farell as Alexander.He looked rediculous with his Blonded Hair.And ,as a Woman,i think he was not "Man" enough.
But i loved Brad Pitt as Achilles........;)

nsminc
08-23-2008, 11:20 PM
I didn't like the movie at all.

It was just too all over the place.

pankration
08-28-2008, 03:08 AM
This was a hot topic last year, nsminc. Many people agreed with your assessment: generally a good film but obsessed with Alexander's sexuality. The weakest link in the film was Colin Farrell's protrayal. It was weak, poorly acted and showed the character as an indecisive wimp. Even gays should have been offended!

goldblood
09-23-2008, 10:02 PM
by the end of the movie he had multiple wives but they kept showing him and the persian slave eye fucking eachother... stupid movie i agree with someone above that said the greatest general that lived and thats all they showed in three hours..
ma-la-kies

Truth Bearer
09-26-2008, 10:27 PM
THE PASSIONS OF A MACEDONIAN CYPRESS
For Macedonia,
The land of our forefathers

I ‘m tattooing the last of my chipped thoughts on my own bark because I was unjustly burnt last night and I fear the end is near. I knew a man called Alexander once. I still remember that night long ago when he passed under me; God he was so tired from his travels that he fell asleep in my arms! Till then I’d had a shepherd, a temple maiden and even a Minoan sailor but never a demi-god like he. Perhaps the only time I’ve felt truly alive, conscious, purposeful even, was when I whispered in his ear that I’d willingly become his footstool; I’d forfeit my deep-rooted life to him; I’d be his Chronicler and he my Saviour. But he just ignored me – Standoffish like he was with most shallow-minded barbarians. He ended up seeing a dream in which Nemesis asked him to rebuild Smyrna after she was burned by Lydians so that the love-struck romantic poets of Asia Minor might dream again.

Today, nobody remembers what it’s like to be in the presence of a man who bends light with the tip of his finger; a man who swallowed bits of Greece and regurgitates them whole again; a man who set it all in motion thousands of years ago by striking a beautiful chord – an A minor – on the harmonic scale of golden dawn; a man who made love and war with the force of a thousand atomic bomb blasts at once. The Ancient Ones who still live in the woods know about Alexander’s apathanatismos but all the newbies don’t understand. I can hear them asking our solemn mother, Gaea, if King Alexander still lives from atop their dilapidated castle at Amphipolis.

‘Does King Alexander live?’

‘He lives and conquers!’ cry the foundation blocks of the Pharos deep in Alexandria’s harbor.
He lives! He conquers!’ cry the Greek-root words of the English dictionary.
‘He conquers and lives!’ cries the Gorgona, slamming her trident into the seafloor of the Mediterranean.
‘He conquers! He lives!’ cry the ruminating bones of Phillip of Macedon from his ossuary.
‘He lives and conquers!’ cry the Ionian, Doric and Corinthian brides that loiter on the edge of every authoritative building in the world.
‘He lives! He conquers!’ cry the democratic nations of our day.
‘He lives! He lives! He lives!’ cry the stones, the mountains, the rivers, the lakes, the oceans and all things, living and animate, with a Greek way of thinking about them.
‘He lives and conquers!’ cry the burning seeds deep inside my flayed cones, heartening each and every one of Gaea’s children to join hands and sing of Hellenic emotion; of Platonic spiritualism; Aristotelian pragmatism and all.
‘He lives and conquers my children, and a time will come when he’ll collect his bones and we’ll rejoice again. You’ll see.’


Paul Kiritsis
Multi award-winning author of Hermetica: Myths, Legends, Poems
www.paulkiritsis.com

Andrew
09-28-2008, 06:26 PM
Colin Farel was a failure I agree ... Val Kilmer was all the movie !!! But I have to say that they have ferociusly downgraded Philip !!! All you see is a drunk useless man ..instead of the great general , diplomat , orator , statesman.

What I would like to see is another movie ...starring Val Kilmer as Philip ...about the "emergence of Macedon under Philip" ...where Philip is given "τα του Καίσαρος τῷ Καίσαρι".

About alex's sexual habits ...they overdone it with the gay stuff ..but it's the gay that rule over Holywood ...

About the ethnicity of teh Macedonians ...the film showes clearly that they were Greeks ...since before the battle of Gaugamela Alexander asks one soldier about the "distance he thrown his opponent in the last Olympic games ...as we all know ONLY Greeks were allowed in the Olympics.

pankration
09-28-2008, 07:05 PM
THE PASSIONS OF A MACEDONIAN CYPRESS
For Macedonia,
The land of our forefathers

I ‘m tattooing the last of my chipped thoughts on my own bark because I was unjustly burnt last night and I fear the end is near. I knew a man called Alexander once. I still remember that night long ago when he passed under me; God he was so tired from his travels that he fell asleep in my arms! Till then I’d had a shepherd, a temple maiden and even a Minoan sailor but never a demi-god like he. Perhaps the only time I’ve felt truly alive, conscious, purposeful even, was when I whispered in his ear that I’d willingly become his footstool; I’d forfeit my deep-rooted life to him; I’d be his Chronicler and he my Saviour. But he just ignored me – Standoffish like he was with most shallow-minded barbarians. He ended up seeing a dream in which Nemesis asked him to rebuild Smyrna after she was burned by Lydians so that the love-struck romantic poets of Asia Minor might dream again.

Today, nobody remembers what it’s like to be in the presence of a man who bends light with the tip of his finger; a man who swallowed bits of Greece and regurgitates them whole again; a man who set it all in motion thousands of years ago by striking a beautiful chord – an A minor – on the harmonic scale of golden dawn; a man who made love and war with the force of a thousand atomic bomb blasts at once. The Ancient Ones who still live in the woods know about Alexander’s apathanatismos but all the newbies don’t understand. I can hear them asking our solemn mother, Gaea, if King Alexander still lives from atop their dilapidated castle at Amphipolis.

‘Does King Alexander live?’

‘He lives and conquers!’ cry the foundation blocks of the Pharos deep in Alexandria’s harbor.
He lives! He conquers!’ cry the Greek-root words of the English dictionary.
‘He conquers and lives!’ cries the Gorgona, slamming her trident into the seafloor of the Mediterranean.
‘He conquers! He lives!’ cry the ruminating bones of Phillip of Macedon from his ossuary.
‘He lives and conquers!’ cry the Ionian, Doric and Corinthian brides that loiter on the edge of every authoritative building in the world.
‘He lives! He conquers!’ cry the democratic nations of our day.
‘He lives! He lives! He lives!’ cry the stones, the mountains, the rivers, the lakes, the oceans and all things, living and animate, with a Greek way of thinking about them.
‘He lives and conquers!’ cry the burning seeds deep inside my flayed cones, heartening each and every one of Gaea’s children to join hands and sing of Hellenic emotion; of Platonic spiritualism; Aristotelian pragmatism and all.
‘He lives and conquers my children, and a time will come when he’ll collect his bones and we’ll rejoice again. You’ll see.’


Paul Kiritsis
Multi award-winning author of Hermetica: Myths, Legends, Poems
www.paulkiritsis.com

A beautiful piece of writing.

Makedonia25
09-28-2008, 09:56 PM
A beautiful piece of writing.

Yep sure is.. My cousin is a professional writer, and he is passionate about Macedonia so :)

Alita
10-08-2008, 09:07 AM
Agree agree agree!