Guy Pearce might have a vaguely similar face to Errol Flynn, but this small-framed and rather reserved actor was very miscast as the muscular, barrel chested, beefcake Errol Flynn. He wasn't convincing and the film was unconvincing in general.
The acting is on a par with that of a daytime TV soap-opera and I can only put that down to poor directing as Pearce, Steven Berkkoff and others are certainly not without talent.
For a film depicting someone who lived so much in the fast lane, it is remarkably dull and slow moving, with quite a number of pointless musical interludes.
To its credit it, it did touch on the Flynn's same sex encounters, instead of trying gloss over that aspect. Despite what some reviewers here have said, it is well known that Flynn had sexual relations with both men and women, and a lot of them - it's where the phrase "in like Flynn" comes from.
However, if you are looking for anything resembling an accurate portrait of the man, don't bother with this frippery.
