Rob Roy: The Duke of Argyll vs. The Marquis Montrose

Archibald Cunningham has all the mannerisms of a foppish English noble.
Yet, the name seems Scottish.

A completely great movie with many outstanding actors. I don't know how closely it follows Sir Walter Scott's "Rob Roy". A lot of it is fiction. The McGregor clan were harassed and chased out of their ancestral lands by the Campbells (Argyl clan) and did not call themselves McGregor when Rob Roy lived, because an Act of Scottish Parliament abolished the McGregor clan in 1617. In April 1603, James VI of Scotland issued an edict that proclaimed the name of MacGregor as "altogidder abolisheed". The Cambells were Royalists, supporting the English monarchy, while the McGregors were Jacobites. In this movie the Marquis of Montrose is really playing the part of the Duke of Argyl. The 1st Marquis of Montrose, a Graham, was a true Scottish patriot. However, this clan were not Jacobites and were neutral.

After learning about Roth's past, that quip about buggering boys followed by that smirk, conveyed everything he wish he could convey back in the day.

The old world trash talk here is amazing!

I like that Montrose won't watch the match because he doesn't need to, the polar opposite of listening to idiots scream at the TV when they've bet on a football game. Their thoughts on the matter will have no effect, and he is smart enough to know that.

Argyle referring to this as the "cockpit," soooooooo many questions.

It is interesting reading about aristocrats in the 18th century - fucking boys was regarded as fine, as if your wife or mistress was not pleasing you with sex, you released your tension by fucking a stable boy or your equerry - regarded as a safe and "logical" way to relieve sexual tension. When they say "boys" it had a wide meaning, not just under 16, but boys was used to describe men up to the age of 21.

His grace should have known that Tim Roth was a brilliant baddie as Montrose would not hang out with losers.

My favourite part of this: "Ah, guineas it is..." and John Hurt practically makes Montrose's eyes glitter with malevolent glee. Beautiful delivery

Buggerer of boys

Tim Roth thought he was going to be fired for making
Archibald Cunningham too eccentric. He asked his agent
to start looking for more work for him. Despite thinking
this, director Michael Caton-Jones told him to be more
campy and eccentric. Roth would later receive an Oscar
nomination for his performance. Source: IMDb

Tim Roth, one of the very best, playing the wonderfully foppish aristocrat's disdain for
lesser men, his languid disposal of a brutal fighter, using exquisite swordsmanship,
is a brilliant scene.

Brilliant movie and the casting deserves an Oscar on its own.

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A MASTERPEICE OF ACTING !!!ARCHIE Had Seem Service in the 30yrs European WAR ????and IS MURDEROUSE !!!and THE MASTER Of The BLADE !!!& the MARQIUS de Montrose A SNAKE !!!g

Loved Archibald's warmup - he was going through all the guard positions...we mostly see quarte today.

Such great dialogue; never a wasted line of script.

Montrose is a bad ass.

I wish I was a Duke.

He can't tell the difference between arse and quim 😂

2023 and fewer people than ever are able to tell arse from quim!

What a great actor John hurt was sadly missed

Abomination vs. The Mummy...

A fencer vs a fighter, two different styles.

Tim Roth gives another commanding performance. He may be a foppish clown...and then you're dead.

Yeah had him pegged as a rapier wielder lol

Best Period Movie ever made. Shame it wasn't given Credit

There's a scene in the film where Tim Roth's Archibald Cunningham reveals himself to be so absolutely rotten to the core that he can't tolerate himself. But he never stops being the colossal douchebag that he is.

Tim Roth ... the best!

Tim

Tim Roth. Does anyone portray an English c@@t better!😂

Whwim and assss

This is a great film

A brilliant 2 pixals

A rather improbable and OTT piece of panto, but I probably had unfair expectations having just finished watching the film “Barry Lyndon.”

I've seen that Archie Bald
And I'll tell ya
That Fancy Lad is no Dunce with a Blade!🪒🧐

always gotta love a "sword fight" where one dudes using a shield, except hes using it the way morons think a shield is used, i.e. only for occasional defense. IRL, you would be pounding that shield into your opponents throat and chest at every chance you got. shields are devastating weapons, as a good metal shield weighs far more than a good sword, and essentially acts as a very heavy giant knuckle duster.

Films are lies

I can recite this entire movie...

I'm sorry, I didn't understand a word they say, 🤔

I loved Tim Roth as the villain. A true sociopath, a killer, a knave and a rogue, who got what he deserved.

Really fantastic competition. Tim Roth an unlikely villain but my God how he could fight! The man must have had some training in fencing he moves so swiftly and ruthlessly. The end fight between him and Liam Neeson was spectacular and I remember being so disappointed watching that fight that Liam was so soundly defeated. But in the end was able to kill the bastard through his superior strength and resolve.

Marquis Montrose is shown here much older than what he lived to be, but it captures his cunning, he was a master strategist in battle. using highly disciplined soldiers and the element of surprise, winning many battles during the War of the Three Kingdoms, many times outnumbered. He was so good in fact the King Louis XIV offered to make him Marshal of France. Sadly, after losing some battles, barely escaping them he put his trust in the wrong friend that turned him in and was executed.

Great swordsmanship Tim Roth!😎

The Montrose in this film
was the great-grandson of James Graham, 1st Marquess of Montrose,
hung, drawn and quartered in Edinburgh in 1650,
and delivered to the government by Neil Macleod of Assynt,
when Montrose sought shelter in Ardreck Castle.

My great-grandmother was a Macleod of Cadboll,
a cadet branch of Macleod of Assynt,
who themselves stretch back to Macleod of Macleod,
and beyond that to Norse kings.

The admixture of Brythonic, Celtic, Pict and Norse blood
guaranteed clan feuds and gory battles for centuries,
for those were bloody times,
when loyalties were demanded by opposing forces,
and submitting to the wrong side could be fatal.

The coldblooded killing such as that in Glencoe
is well known,
but was a regular poccurrence for centuries.

Aneas Macleod of Cadboll was a Scottish MP
who signed the Act of Union with England in 1707.

His son, Roderick, 2nd of Cadboll,
fought for Charlie at Culloden in 1745,
and was exiled for some time afterwards.

Beyond that,
and a list of presumed Macleod ancestors
stretching back to King Harald Hardrada of Norway,
who was killed at Stamford Bridge in 1066,
I know almost nothing of my ancestor's doings,
although I am sure documents may be in some library somewhere.

I know that Roderick acquired a library of some note
during his exile,
and that it was destroyed by fire at Invergordon Castle.

He was in possession of an original copy of Magna Carta,
which he fortunately had given to Glasgo University.

Although I was born in South Devon,
just the skirl of the pipes would raise my blood,
and I had youthful desires to go to Sandhurst,
and join the Black Watch.

Sadly, due to taxation designed to destroy small family estates,
I chose to work to safeguard the future of my family home,
so apart from briefly being a Territorial Army infantryman,
military service passed me by.

What I have learned in life,
is that we are touched by the actions of our ancestors,
and by our own karma from past lives.

Nothing happens by accident.

We have Freewill,
with which we can choose outcomes,
but some things are written,
and just happen,
without a choice being available.

As we let go of Fear -
the prime motvational force on Earth,
due to the background and education seen fit -
we open doors to new possibilities.

At present,
Earth is in a lefthand spiral of orchestrated fears,
harvested as a rolling crop
by those who food is Fear.

So the greatest thing that anyone can do,
is
Face The Fear.

I used to think
fear was fire, heights, guns, bombs, disease, and nasty people,
but then
I realised there were far deeper fears,
never talked about,
taboo almost,
but silently paralysing our culture,
just as we are trained to.

The answers in Life
are almost always CommonZense,
a word I invented.

If we cannot share CommonZense,
what can we share?

As society self-flagellates itself,
incapable of defining what a woman is,
clearly CommonZense is absent
in those areas of life set over The People.

In such dangerous times,
countries unravell,
even to the point of disaster,
as old energies are purged,
and new energies are created.

Old energies are orchestrating events,
intent
on cementing their control
over their food source -
YOU.

YOUR task
is to cease feeding the system
that bleeds us all dry,
and betrays every promise it ever makes.

It really is as simple as that.
.

"Ay, one would have hoped that a field so regularly ploughed might have yielded one good crop....in truth I have seen healthier graveyards than that woman's womb." Delivered so eloquently but wow that was cold.

Villainy, but such language and manners, a rich fine script, take note Hollywood, this is how to the do the 18th century..,

I really want tim Roth to beat his old running mate Gary oldman at the Oscars.. just once..