Most critics like Excalibur, and the praise clusters on John Boorman’s visual approach: the battles, the fire, the magic, the Arthurian legend told at full mythic scale rather than trimmed to a tidy plot. Several note the film’s debt to Jung and its use of Orff and Wagner, and most take the graphic violence and nudity as part of the design rather than an indulgence. Nicol Williamson’s Merlin is singled out again and again, with Helen Mirren’s Morgana close behind; even the harshest reviews spare them.
The reservations are about story and feeling. Roger Ebert calls it wondrous but messy, without a clear story line or consistent character behaviour. The two outright dissenters go further: Vincent Canby in The New York Times finds it solemn, grandiose and pretentious, and Time Out finds it overlong, incoherent and unable to sway the emotions. The spread is wide: ten reviews are positive, two negative, and nobody is merely lukewarm.
