There was quite a lot of fuss here in Scotland when some cinema chains decided not to show this. All I can say is, yes - they do appear to know their business. This is a lacklustre tale of Robert the Bruce when he was still King of Scots, but somewhat down on his luck. Bitterly betrayed, he is badly wounded, takes shelter in the cottage of a recently widowed lady and her young family and we progress (?) ponderously from there for what seems like an age. It certainly couldn't be described as an action film; nor a love story - more a navel-gazing exercise by an historical hero whom I very much doubt would recognise himself in a mirror of history. Runs a bit to language, too!