Mythology is a funny thing.
The stories that get passed down through the generations, and the heroes
and villains that occupy them, almost seem to buck against what we believe to
be “truth”. The facticity of folklore has and will likely be argued for as long
as we ourselves exist, but the effect that those tales can have on the human
consciousness is very much factual. Tales like that of King Arthur, a British
ruler and general whose echoed exploits have formed a hefty amount of British
culture, not to mention providing the creative arts with some of its most
instantly recognisable imagery.
But here's where things get a little trickier when it comes
to tales of legend: Not everyone is going to view the legend through the same
lens. Where some see Arthur as one in a collection of stories about heroes
rising up against a great evil, others see Arthur as an example of nepotism at
its worst. The idea that the land can only be ruled by someone who is destined
to do so, chosen by otherworldly forces due to their lineage, their culture…
their race. And in over the last handful of years, that very idea of only the
chosen people being worthy of leading the populace has lead Great Britain down
some less-than-ideal roads. And with this latest iteration of the story of Excalibur
and its one true wielder, that is brought into the foreground.
The film as a whole works within the realms of most fantasy
fiction made for general audiences, in that it shows the younger generation as
the only ones capable of stopping the impending evil, either because the adults
are unable to get involved or they themselves are the evil. It’s a form of empowerment narrative, meant to make
kids think that they can set out and make the world a better place, utilising
both the Arthurian legend and various other versions of the Monomyth from Lord
Of The Rings to Harry potter as thematic precedent for that empowerment.
But more so than anything strictly political, although the
film makes a lot of solid points along those lines (particularly with the idea
of turning one’s enemies into one’s allies, rather than play into division
tactics), it’s the way that the mythology itself is expressed that gives this
film its best moments. It treats its own existence as another reimagining of an
older story as a springboard to discuss why
such stories are reimagined. Sometimes it’s for entertainment value and/or
monetary interests, sometimes it’s to pay tribute to a potentially formative
narrative, and sometimes it’s done as a means of pushing a particular ideal.
Ideals like the aforementioned notion of lineage and heritage being the only
markers for worth and leadership.
Tie all of this together: What the original story means to
the British consciousness, the audience that this reworking is designed to
appeal to, the influence that the story has had over pop culture, and the fact
that tales are always being retold through different perspectives. What it all
adds up to is a story that pays dutiful homage to the source material, yet
reframes it to deliver a new mythology, one defined not by blood lines but by
human courage and resilience. Where heart and deeds make the hero, not just
external circumstance. Where a 12 year old boy, inspired by the chivalry of old, can unite friend and foe alike
to stop a terrible darkness.
As someone who will always champion the formative powers of
fiction, cinema in particular, I think this film has the capacity to do some
real good. And not just because it will make people think twice before touching
Cherry-Aid, ice cream or chicken nuggets.
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