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The Uprising turns a medieval insurrection into chaotic modern myth

Paul Greengrass waggles his camera all over the place in his grim, muddy, simpleminded Middle Ages revolt.

The Uprising turns a medieval insurrection into chaotic modern myth

There’s a misapprehension among a certain kind of filmmaker and filmgoer that when something is muddier it’s more realistic, and when it’s more realistic it’s better. It’s become shorthand for R-rated period pieces like The Uprising, which is nothing if not muddy. 

Despite what the film’s conflicted marketing may have teased, The Uprising isn’t a Robin Hood movie, even though it does share some qualities with The Death Of Robin Hood: It’s a grim tale mired in the muck of semi-historical fact and soggy fields, its court politics and bloody battles striving self-seriously to conform to the standards expected by a present-day audience. Filmed with writer-director Paul Greengrass’ characteristic handheld instability, supplemented by mockumentary-style sitcom zooms, this chaotic retelling of the Great Uprising in Late-Middle-Ages England aspires to a modern aesthetic of realism and to a modern understanding of its rebellion. 

That should lend the forgettable action and simple story an elevating resonance, the coming-together of the common people to confront their political and economic exploiters speaking to our modern moment, just like the 1381 Peasants’ Revolt has spoken to other Western revolutions over the centuries. But even if the trickle-down pains weathered by these serfs remain relatable—even before the film mentions the trauma of the Black Death plague, or drops cringe-inducing lines of dialogue with zeitgeist-born descriptors like “deplorables” and phrases like “no kings”—that doesn’t mean The Uprising‘s broad storytelling is a particularly enjoyable or effective way of making that connection.

Part of that is due to splitting the film’s allegiance between Ploughman (Andrew Garfield), a pseudo-legendary literary figure, and Wat Tyler (Cosmo Jarvis), the guy who actually led the revolt. Smashing these thin characters together—along with similarly empty tag-alongs like dissident priest John Ball (Jamie Bell) and an ex-nun (Thomasin McKenzie)—makes their shared movement more cut-and-dry to those without medieval studies degrees, but it also dilutes the film and its genre elements into the broadest versions of themselves. 

The virtuous, mostly silent Ploughman is introduced plowing; the plague is introduced through his family’s nearby graves; the scummy tax man is introduced assaulting young girls to assess their pubescence (in order to better tax them). Up the food chain is boyish King Richard II (Woody Norman) and his silent swan mother (Katherine Waterston), both under the collective heel of a scheming council made up of Game Of Thrones alumni (Stephen Dillane) and go-to period piece fools (Tom Hollander). As the black-and-white class warfare rapidly escalates and the murderously disenfranchised march on the White House—sorry, the Tower Of London—Greengrass loses the focus of his recent work like The Lost Bus and News Of The World, and certainly loses the effectiveness of the latter’s timely parallels. Instead of immersing us in this conflict, The Uprising drowns in it.

Much of this is due to Greengrass’ full return to his shakycam roots. No stylistic approach is an inherently ill fit for a certain genre (like the logical endpoints for uprisings, it’s all a matter of execution), but the unpleasant jostling deployed by Greengrass and his Lost Bus cinematographer Pål Ulvik Rokseth infuses moments of mass tumult with so much nauseating visual noise that it mimics the parody of the witchhunting mob in Monty Python And The Holy Grail, while moments of court intrigue unintentionally evoke Succession-like comedy. Despite Norman’s semi-campy performance and Garfield’s ultra-grim turn—and the film’s similarity in themes and filthiness to the politically-minded peasants of Holy Grail—there’s no levity in The Uprising, which means many of the film’s reaction shots jolt you out of the story.

Yet, when you’re going along with the plodding two-hour story, in all its ludicrous Ploughman mythologizing and historical shortcutting (that farmer sure can fight like an action hero), it’s obvious that Greengrass was moved by the more fable-friendly elements of his subject matter. Inspired by the coming-together of the uncorrupted religious set, the honest working class, and the learned scribes, the filmmaker melted all this down and forged his film in the mold of every other dark-and-gritty piece of medieval revisionism.

Director: Paul Greengrass
Writer: Paul Greengrass
Starring: Andrew Garfield, Jamie Bell, Stephen Dillane, Tom Hollander, Cosmo Jarvis, Thomasin McKenzie, Jonny Lee Miller, Woody Norman, Katherine Waterston
Release Date: September 10, 2026

 
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