It's another of those really frustrating historicals that *could* have been very nearly perfect, except for some howling blunders (like the Christmas tree and prezzies). The plot is wonderful, the writing and acting were unsurpassed; if someone hadn't stuck in the blatant anachronisms, it might have been the greatest historical movie ever.

Here's my favorite line: "Let's strike a flint, and see." (Richard, after Johnny whines, "If I were on fire, nobody would piss on me to put it out!")