The King of Kings vs. Milk



Utterly unrelatd, but I'm finding this one tough. Milk is a decent biopic, well-shot and acted. Solid, yet somehow unable to reach the heights one might expect. The King of Kings does do the spectacle. What better way to start a story than by having Mary Magdelene kissing a leopard then enter a chariot pulled by four zebras? However, it's pretty much only spectacle - which I guess is what DeMille was after - and little heart. Thinking about it like that I give the win to Milk.