Spartak: Gods of the Arena (minced meat, foul language, fornication, 18+)

Exactly a year ago, the series “Spartacus: Blood and Sand” debuted on the bourgeois cable channel Starz under the promotional flag “Boldest show on television”. Jokes aside, it’s hard to find such a daring, challenging and tough fighting drama on the airwaves. Many people remember the history of the Thracian rebel from school: Spartacus, Crixus, Oenomaus, Batiatus – these names were heard at the board more than once in connection with one of the most aggressive slave uprisings of the Roman era. We knew what would happen next, thanks to the school and Stanley Kubrick, but the real team of DeKnight and Raimi caught on to the blank spots in the hero’s biography. Where the legendary tale of the rebellion begins, the series ends. And the “second season” (formally this is not entirely true, but) continues the tradition and dives deeper, earlier, bolder. Digs long before Spartak himself.

I’ve seen comments and opinions from those who missed the first season – they say, the prequel will come down and I’ll completely master the full story. It seemed quite logical, but now I hasten to warn you – don’t. As it turned out, this prequel does not encourage this option at all, spoils enchantingly and in general hints in every possible way that there is a “Star Wars” movement here – they say, look beyond all logic: exactly as they filmed.

He looks at us as if half his head had been cut off..

The focus today is Quintus Batiatus himself with Xena wife, him – suddenly! – good friend Solonius, the promising glamorous brawler Gannicus and another herd of secondary heroes, well known to everyone who participated in the first season.

We were warned that the creators had become even bolder (although much further?) and are preparing something completely outrageous. In fact it’s true. They have not become bolder, they are completely nuts and greet the innocent spectator with a sharp and clumsy cut of the head. For a second it seems like they just took your brain and blew it to pieces without warning on the radio. Next you will find unbridled and outright fornication, widespread foul language, a real Roman slaughter in the market and other everyday life.

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From the very first minutes it is clear that the drama was boiled very, very sourly. Half of the characters are out of place, which hints that we have to see the path of their formation with our own eyes, and new heroes complement the picture easily and skillfully – as if they were just missing.

The dialogues don’t exactly hold up – verbal perversions pour out of mouths almost non-stop, Jupiter’s penis is regularly mentioned in vain, and in every scene someone is sure to go there. For this they can piss in public, which is also clearly demonstrated. Needless to say, special attention is still paid to the theme of boobs and promiscuity between everyone, including the Black Lord Oenomaus, who finally got some girly stuff too.

Nope, alas. Honestly, he got it, but there’s no way to post here fucking with blacks.

Now a little subjectivity and a piece of opinion.
The main character is a hypertrophied top-class VIP barmaly, prone to drunkenness and constantly smiling, like the stand-users at IgroMir. I’ll say right away that the end of the main drama is “a little predictable” © – by the end of the first episode it is clear how the whole season will end for this very Gannicus: who, for what and under what circumstances. But everything else is today’s juice. It’s scary to imagine how this whole mess will dissolve and form into what we saw in the pilot of the first season.

In short, Gods of the Arena is a taste. Real taste.

Trailer of the first season for tankers:

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– How many people are you willing to kill to hug your wife again??- Every single one of them.

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