When compared to Baz Luhrmann’s hysterical synapse-splitting kitsch, there’s something strangely reassuring about Franco Zeffirelli’s stodgy ’68 classicist version of Romeo And Juliet. Here, the many pleasures include Michael York’s fantastic cheekbones as Tybalt, a cherubic Bruce Robinson as Benvolio, and a plethora of badly choreographed sword-fights. Even the infamous shots of Olivia Hussey’s 17-year-old breasts seem quaint rather than smutty.
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