Fight Clip Club: The Three Musketeers

All for one, and more for me.

I love this movie. Shut up. Do I love it entirely unironically? No, but to be perfectly honest, the wry irony I do react with pales in comparison to pure earnest delight in its camp and its quippery. It’s fun, dammit, and we all should be okay with admitting when we like a movie not for its gritty realism but for its joyful fun. And banter. And pretty chrome-plated swords that look awful and beautiful and buckles that are all swashed within an inch of their scene chewiness. And Tim Curry.

This mini version of the Brat Pack gives us a dear and darling romp as our cosplaying heroes, especially pitted against glorified RenFaire actor Michael Wincott as Rochefort (‘Isn’t that a smelly kind of a cheese?’), and the oozing unctuousness of Tim Curry’s Richelieu. Whatever you may love about Alan Rickman’s Sheriff of Nottingham, is here twelvefold in Curry’s creepy cardinal. Oh hey, and Wincott is a wonderfully growly henchman to them both! See what I mean?

I’ve found a clip that encompasses all the fighty bits and the quippy quips that take place in the last climactic action sequence of the movie. So it’s not just one fight in the Club today, it’s a few. I highly recommend watching the whole thing, if only to see Tim Curry’s oily, sneering Richelieu finally get punched in the face.

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