All aspects of this movie are average at best, which sends the effort of seasoned authors into the realms of desperate mediocrity. The outcome is a bundle of rather incoherent sketches, that leave a mild smile on your face that soon vaporises along with a rather hazy memory of the movie as a whole. And in a week's time you might be asking yourself, what was it all about? Where your chum might remind you of an entertaining front-seat self-abuse scene. Indeed a quality farce for medieval peasants it is. If you hope for more, you could be disappointed. To make my review eligible, I am asked to pad the text with junk words. I am sure the authors meant well. But I also believe, the thought or the intended absence of the same lies at the heart of any art piece. Usually this thought serves as a building ground for the story. Trying to make a story, though entertaining, in hope that the absence of the ground will not be palpable or the audience will make up one of their own, is quite naive and a sure recipe for a disaster. Also one would expect this kind of approach in a prepubescent author, rather than a mature experienced one. Let us hope their next endeavor will be better prepared and exercised. For their own benefit, as uncanny support of mass-media can help only so much
