You can’t kill what’s already dead! Nazi-Zombies! An 18s rating! That should tell you everything you need to know about this horror flick. Oh, and it has Ray Stevenson (Rome) as an ex-marine mercenary type. You already know that the premise for this film is rather silly. But just go with it okay, because this […]
The final episode. I’m going to miss Lamb and Chicken, and even scheming Caesar/Octavian, not to mention bitch-Atia and all the others. And Beeb watchers, let me tell you, Heroeswhile entertaining, is not even half as good as Rome.
We start off this episode with Brutus and Cassius riding along with their army. Brutus is in good form, he has been chatting with the men, but Cassius is a tad on the grumpy side, all these mouths to feed. Brutus tells him he has such an unromantic view of the army. They are marching to take on Caesar/Octavian, for the good of the republic[1] Read more about Rome 2.6 Philippi …
After the excitement of the last episode it seems that Timon has refound religion[1] as this episode begins with him and his brother praying at Temple. I do wonder will this last[2] But there isn’t too much time to think about this as soon we switch attention to Mark Anthony in the woods. With a beard. And a nasty, nasty beard it is too. So nasty we don’t really spend much time watching him gut the deer he’s been hunting. Instead we return to Lamb and Chicken, and the rescued children. Chicken suggests that they maybe shouldn’t return to the life of crime[3] and brutality, seeing as Anthony isn’t around and his orders really don’t stand. Lamb, of course, is steadfast in his duty and says that of course they will take up their old duties, keeping the peace through mafia-esque activities on the Avantine[4] While they discuss this, and meet up with some soldiers who fill in all the details about Caesar, we switch attention to the children in the back of the wagon. They are planning to run away, but must wait until they can make some money.
When last we left Rome we all thought that evil slimy servant dude was going to succeed with Servilia’s plan to off Atia. He had, after all, found an opportunity when she wasn’t eating with Octavia, and so could be poisoned without harm coming to the daughter.
Things aren’t really going to well for Vorenus, are they? Dreaming about his wife’s suicide/attempt to distract Vorenus from killing her son. Waking up knowing that it is all true. Becoming a “son of hades”[1] Being a general grump, although I suppose thinking that your kids are dead and knowing that you are the reason you wife is dead, not to mention the fact that you should have been protecting Caesar when he was assassinated is bound to put any one in a bad mood. But taking it out on poor Pullo? That’s just not nice.
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Rome returns.:”(Yay!)”: Starting up just where last season left off, with the death of Caesar:”(poor old Julius.)”:. Cue plenty of threats and plenty of political scrambling as the implications become clear. Honesty didn’t Servilia even think about the aftermath? I guess not, too tied up in the “jealous scorned woman role”. Anthony isn’t best pleased, as you might suppose. Especially when that dog Quintus and his posse try to kill him. He escapes, and ends up in Atia’s house making plans to escape to the North, and of course then return in order to eat the livers of his enemies:”(Maybe he said that later, Im not quite sure, but the threat stands either way)”:. Don’t you just love Anthony’s threats:”(and just Anthony in general. Complete and utter bastard, yes, but still.)”:?
it has been four hundred years since the founding of the Republic, and in that time Rome has grown into a mighty power. But military might, and subjugated lands don’t mean everything is happy at home. While Gaius Julius Caesar has been off subduing Gaul, the senators back home have been growing more discontented. And […]
Double episode tonight, so I’m guessing that the BBC have cut a few scenes out of both episode 11 The Spoils and episode 12 Kalends of February. Ah well, we’ll just have to wait for dvd releases and find out if we missed any fun stuff.
Last week we had a quick year, and between that one and this it appears yet another has gone by. Caesar and all our soldier-boys have come home to Rome. A fact that prompts much luvy-dovy tween Lamb and Niobe, and much yearning glance from Chicken.
Presumably because skraggy-shoulder man and friends[1] have been defeated and the army is being demobbed Lamb and Chicken are no longer soldiers. At first they lounge around, Lamb re-enacting battles and upsetting his supposed grandson, and Chicken watching Eirene. Niobe gets a little fed up with having them underfoot, and suggests they become butchers. Lamb protests a little, but eventually gives in and becomes a hauler of pig carcasses and chopper-off of swine heads. Lovely.
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As viewers we may know Pompey’s fate[1] but Caesar is still in hot persuit, and turns up in Egypt, and is, well, lets just say a little upset to discover that what has happened the Former Consol Of Rome! Shame on the egyptians. Shame!
But there is also the fact that Egypt may be on the verge of a civil war, and since Rome needs the Egyptian grain, war is something that Caesar is determined to prevent. So he sends Mark Anthony home with half the legion, while he will stay to arbitrate between Ptolemy and his sister/wife Cleopatra.
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Well if Chicken has learned anything it may be not to curse the gods, but somehow I doubt it. After the storms of the last episode he and Lamb are left castaway on a desert island. But there are no polar bears here, only sand. Actually it is more of a sand bunker than an island. Although they do have the company of a whole heap of dead men.
Turns out that quite a few of Anthony’s ships ended up at the bottom of the sea, but Mark himself managed to make it to Caesar’s side. Caesar is out numbered and at a disadvantage, and Pompey thinks he can starve his army to death and defeat. But his supporters disagree. He is the great Pompey Magnus. Surely it is more honourable to engage and destroy the enemy.
