Jabberwocky

A number of comments here seem to lament the "squalidness" of the settings of "Jabberwocky". This is EXACTLY what keeps me coming back to this film.

Above all else, I love TRUTH; genuine, unabashed, unashamed truth. I love the slop jar scene in "Rob Roy". I love the hominid scenes in "Body Heat. "The Road Warrior" and "Quest for Fire" are my favorite films. I don't desire the silly illusion that Medieval castles were scrubbed clean, opulently decorated, with long tables piled high with food and silver, while the whole place is lit up with aircraft landing lights. That's Hollywood BS. THIS is the truth! One could smell a town for a mile before arriving there.

I don't even care for the Jabberwocky tale one whit. I didn't care for it in high school. I don't care for it now. If I could make my own edit, I would excise all references to the monster and leave a whimsical documentary of Medieval life, the easy dalliances of the superstars of that day, the daily quest for food and gain with few options, the birth of the middle class, the mores before Victorian times, the stumbling rebirth of pageantry, the cynicism of the clergy. God, SO MUCH to digest from one humble film! I love it so much, I want to soak in it. But, I think I'll avoid the fish. ;-)