I didn’t have high hopes for this, but with Terry Gilliam at the helm I had hope. It could have been wonderful (to quote Jeffery Lyons’s re: The Keep film). This could have been a puissant story about the power of myth if Gilliam hadn’t played it so broadly. I loved the way elements from Grimm fairy tales were worked into the narrative, but the overall impact was vitiated by silly characterizations. (Though Lena Headey was wonderful, and I liked Heath Ledger as the visionary brother.) I didn’t FF much because the premise was so appealing, but the elements didn’t gel. I find this sort of film extremely frustrating because all the makings for greatness are there but they’re squandered.