I didn't like it.

Rating: 1/10 (18 February 2001)

It consisted of what seemed like hours of fantasy sword fighting. The kind where no blood is seen. Childish cartoon-like violence, punctuated by simple-minded dialog and story line.
At least in the original Zorro, Douglas Fairbanks does some impressive acrobatic leaps (assisted by a hidden trampoline), and later on TV, Guy Williams charms us with bloodless swordplay that is teasingly brief. But in this film, the fantasy sword fights are all faked up with walking up walls and flying, and they seem to go on forever.
By the way, there is no consistency to the magical abilities of the fighters. Sometimes they can fly, sometimes not. Anything to make the fight more fair.
The love interest in the story is a mass murdering bandit who happens to be cute, so that makes him ok. The dialog and the storyline are both childish. But not childish in a captivating way... as in City of Lost Children... rather in an awkward unthinking way.
This picture wanted to make murder and slashing people with swords seem like.. fun. Something you do on a blind date; charming, sexy, and winsome.
I found it to be creepy and insidious. Give me Hannibal any day.. where murder is depicted as horrible and repulsive.