Ridley Scott’s plodding, pointless Robin Hood calls to mind a line from a stand-up routine (link NSFW) Patton Oswalt did a few years ago about George Lucas’ limp Star Wars prequels: “I don’t give a s**t where the stuff I love comes from. I just love the stuff I love.” Though there was never any discernible desire among filmgoers to know what the mythical medieval outlaw’s early days were like, Scott nonetheless spent $230 million to tell us.

And so precious little of Robin Hood is devoted to all of the stuff we love about the title character — you know, the stunning displays of archery skill, the robbing from the rich and giving to the poor, etc. Instead, we’re forced to watch as the future folk legend, who begins the film as a lowly infantryman in King Richard’s crusading army, engages in Continue Reading…