...a glossy cinematic knickknack steeped in the heady unreality of a fable, or a dream.

In many ways Three Thousand Years... is everything Fury Road isn’t. Namely: incessantly talky and almost completely devoid of action.

...is guileless, open-hearted, like an antiquarian bookseller’s dream of The Thief of Baghdad. It’s so defiantly out of step with fashion that there’s finally something faintly glorious about it.

George Miller’s film is a passionate exploration of how image-making is inextricable from storytelling.