Not the worst film I've ever seen, but certainly the one that fell lowest below my hopes and expectations. In moments, there are some decent scenes (e.g. just about getting safely behind French lines in one piece), but in the main, it's tedious, lethargic and lacking in punch, whether visually, or plotwise. Mark Rylance's character is likeably stoic, Branagh is OK, but there's just too little sense of urgency, scale, peril or intensity. A few hundred studenty looking types standing in line wistfully waiting for something to happen was the main image I took from this film. If I was the movie company boss, I'd have said "I'm not releasing this tepid bag of crap. Do it again, or flush it." It just doesn't work, and unlike the historical event itself, this faux epic failure will not be well remembered. Or indeed remembered at all.