There's No Ways I'm Finishing This

Rating: 2/10 (6 November 2019)

27 minutes in and I'm having to contend with absolutely bang average cinematography, a stale lead who cannot, one, nail an English accent if the head was the size of Timbuktu, and two, convincingly portray Shakespeare's young Prince Hal.

The overacting? My god, subtelty is dead in this one. Henry IV is given away as ill by a couple faux-coughs, Prince Thomas seems to be trapped in a permanent state of sing-song expression and even the almost-sex scene.
Did I mention the costumes? Did Netflix even try to hide the fact that this is a pure and simple money grab?
I'm not going to finish this flick. I recommend you don't either.