A Woman's Movie

Rating: Null/10 (16 May 2000)

Gladiator movies are not high on my list. But Russell Crowe is, and for good reason. He delivers. And what does he deliver? Integrity, intimacy, and most of all, emotional truth.
Sitting there in the darkened theater, uncertain as to what level of violence was soon to assault me, it wasn't until the moment that the great Richard Harris opened his arms (and heart) to embrace his son, Commodus, that I knew this was a film that I could trust.
Beautifully matched with the talented Joaquin Phoenix, who more than held his own against the formidable Crowe, I found Crowe's performance as Maximus one of gravity, sensitivity, and a dignity of character not often found in films today. The relationship between Maximus and Lucilla was both balanced and believable, and as much as I would liked to see some steamy loves scenes with Crowe, the lack of one in Gladiator actually enhanced the films credibility. There was a naturalness and ease also in the relationship between Maximus and the soulful Djmon Hounsou.
Ridley Scott's exciting direction was flawless (as usual) and the action sequences, while violent (it is a Gladiator film after all) were imaginative, visual, and expertly choreographed. The addition of tigers was brilliant, as they aren't acting. The strong combination of all of the above, plus stunning sets, beautiful cinematography, and powerful, yet haunting music brought this film home to it's much deserved success.
I've seen Russell Crowe in only three films; "LA Confidential", "The Insider", and now, "Gladiator". I am astounded by the raw power of his performances, and sense that underneath that raw power there is a fine thread that connects everything that Crowe does, and that thread is his heart. And it's a big one.