Watched the two-hour premiere.
Or should I say, "watched" the two-hour premiere. By the end of it, I was playing Risk on my iPad and my wife -- who insisted we watch the whole thing -- was asleep.
Great production values. Great locations. Great ...
OK, nothing else was great. Lordy, it was terrible. Do they not have story editors any more?
Terrible story. Terrible characters. Terrible dialogue
I was rolling my eyes five minutes in. I was actively agitating to turn the TV off 10 minutes in.
Black people -- equal to white people -- in 14th century Wales? Evil people acting openly evil and nobody notices? Women amazed and offended that they are treated like 14th century Welsh women, and not like 21st century American women?
And that's just the surface stuff. The actual plot is so contrived that a 1970s cop show wouldn't do it.
My wife insisted we stay and watch, or I wouldn't have. Then she fell asleep, so now I'm free to run away and warn everyone else about how awful Bastard Executioner is.
And it is. Awful. Don't watch it.
Other than that, how was the play, Mrs. Lincoln?
The Vixen and I love Vikings. We accept a certain amount of historical revisionism, and a certain amount of cheesiness. Bastard Executioner exceeded our tolerance level on every conceivable scale. It's just plain terrible.