I'm ambivalent about this film
I blind-bought this movie at a Wal-Mart last May when me and my friends went to see "Pirates 3". My motivations for watching it were its similarities (at least superficial ones) to "A Man for All Seasons", one of my favorite plays and movies, and the starring of Peter O'Toole, one of my favorite actors.
The first time I watched this movie, I couldn't really get into it. The dialogue seemed stilted and the film as a whole did not really interest me.
The second time I watched it, I focused on other things, like the sets and costumes, and the acting. And I loved it. I've only watched it once since then and it reinforced my feelings from the second movie.
However... I read the play of it, and it was absolutely awful. It was a horrendous "new" translation of the original script. The dialogue was completely and utterly ridiculous, and Henry and Beckett seemed like modern-day teenagers rather than a King and his Archbishop. When Henry says in the opening scene with the Bishops, "Show me the money!"... you know you have problems.
I think the dialogue in the film is just moderately better. The script seems to be trying to hard to be significant and generally comes across as way too modern for the 12th Century. I feel the same way about "The Lion in Winter", which treats Henry II and Eleanor of Aquitaine as if they were a squabbling couple in modern-day Chicago. It's not just "I can relate to it" modernity, it's just modernity in and of itself. "A Man for All Seasons" has some speeches, particularly by Thomas More, that come across as overtly theatrical, but even in the most extreme examples it seems to come naturally from the character, rather than from the playwright thinking "What can I write that will go on the IMDB quotes page?"
I like the movie primarily for its marvellous production values, and brilliant lead performances by Peter O'Toole and Richard Burton. But I will always be bothered by the screenplay and dialogue. That's just me though, feel free to disagree.
Well yes, a splat today, but tomorrow - who knows, or dares to dream?