Nero and Poppea - An Orgy of Power

A lurid, sleazy historical spectacle that piles on excess and cruelty, more numbing than shocking, and hard to take seriously.

A lurid, scheming costume drama that feels like a tabloid take on ancient Rome, full of poison and severed heads.

A lurid, slow-burning descent into hypocrisy and desire behind convent walls, more sleazy than spiritual.

A lurid, slow-paced historical exploitation piece that feels more like softcore spectacle than serious drama.

A lavish, lurid descent into imperial excess that feels exhausting, grotesque and strangely hypnotic, swinging between political intrigue and shocking debauchery.

A grand, slow-moving silent spectacle of imperial intrigue, played with theatrical intensity and a sense of moral decay.

A cold, languid erotic drama that seduces with opulent settings and a detached, calculating mood, more mood than plot.

A slow, opulent descent into palace intrigue, watching innocence harden into cruelty with a cold, tragic grandeur.

A lavish, scheming spectacle of power and survival, with brutal arena clashes and palace intrigue that keeps you watching.

A languid, sensual descent through memory and moral decay, watching a woman's obsession curdle into humiliation and cold revenge.

A slow, uneasy descent into coercion and control, watching a woman's will erode under patient cruelty.

A polished period drama that charts a charming swindler's rise and fall with a cool, cautionary eye.