You know it, I am back watching Robin of Sherwood. At present there is ye medieval dancing to a lovely folk band. I always appreciated the mass choreography of old fashioned dancing. In this case they have upped the ante: a room full of people dancing holding taper candles. I fear it is only a matter of time before Maid Marion's bouffant suffers. Insert flaming redhead joke here.
Oooh, a fight scene. I know it is not an important fight scene though, it does not have the dynamic battle music reserved for those. This is more of a plot building, casual, moments of hilarity piece of romping music. It is designed to show the youthful exuberance of Robin, leaping over fires, slicing up candles, besting his opponent in the most humiliating way possible. So I don't mind typing, I know Robin will triumph in the end.
The neckbearded man was begging for it anyway, if you ask me. Bloody ferals, you just can't trust anyone who worships Thor.
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