The King

David Michôd directs Timothée Chalamet, Joel Edgerton and Sean Harris in The King, a literate and intriguing staging of the early days of the reign of England's Henry V. With a script by Michôd and Edgerton, the film depicts the young king's determination and uncertainty. He's determined not to be like his despised father (Ben Mendelsohn) but uncertain how to be his own man because, to date, he's done little but carouse. As played by Chalamet, who has established himself as an actor of uncanny emotional depth, Hal, as he's known, is a pensive commander. Uneasy lies the head ....His scenes with both Edgerton as his confidante, the former knight and wastrel Sir John Falstaff and Harris as senior counsel William Chief Justice are smart exchanges that merge period drama elegance with contemporary bombast. That's not to say the exchanges are always transparent. Hal questions the motives and loyalties of the nobles and courtiers who surround him and so his movements are a negotiation between forthrightness and wariness. The movie builds to the famous Battle of Agincourt, where Henry led England in defeating the French, led by the ridiculous dauphin (Robert Pattinson). The sequence does not feature Shakespeare's famous St. Crispin's Day speech but Hal's address does not lack in dramatic heft. The battle itself is fairly bloodless, more a rugby scrum in chain mail than medieval slaughter but it is still pretty stirring. A fine, entertaining picture.