Watched Guy Richie’s King Arthur last night, which was, quite frankly, a white hot mess.

But, do you know what, it didn’t matter how outrageous the silliness of watching grown men act in this over the top fantasy, fist pumping their chest, and overly inflated with testosterone, I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Yes, there were 300 foot high fantastical war elephants in the opening battle sequence, but who cares, this was a 4 bags of popcorn (emphasis on the corn) fast-paced romp and a couple of hours spent loudly laughing at the absurdity of it all.

Go on, go watch it now, it’s currently on Netflix.