Gladiator simply couldnt have happened, any more than the Civil War could have been won by an heroic black General of the Army. The fault in it is just as egregious.
Never has life been cheaper among "civilized" folk than in Ancient Rome. Twas a wild, wild world - you made your play if you got a chance at the top (and slaves became senators, and vice versa, often) and, if your reach exceeded your grasp, you found yourself holding a magnificently decadent party for several hundred of your closest friends before opening your belly into a conduit which let every drop of blood flow into the Po.
When dealing with emperors, upping the ante was the most anyone could do. One never put Suckerus the Great all-in, because he would just grab two aces out of the deck & have you hauled away for a lovely flaying if you did. A slave/commodity/gamepiece could have gotten a chance to play an emperor for all the chips about as often as i (60yo, 300+ lbs, broke) could get Alba to bite the pillow. Youre right - it wasnt a history picture, but it was a picture where you cant get the history that wrong.
I think the criteria of "could it possibly happen" or "it didn't happen that way" are unfair ones for fictional movies set in an historical context.Is "The Untouchables" no good because it wasn't really Elliot Ness that brought down Capone?
The events that "Battleship Potempkin" are based on are significantly different than what is portrayed.
This all reminds me of when the ur-pokerwriter Mike Caro used five pages of one of the early issues of Card Player Magazine to delineate how the famous hand of 5-card stud in "Cincinnati Kid" between McQueen & Edw G Robinson could not have happened. Ruined one of my favorite movies for me.Believe me, poetic license is something i understand completely. I'm not one of these continuity wonks who cant suspend belief.
Elliot Ness is OK cuz Elliot Ness exemplified the effort against the Mob. Were Capone brought down by a 12yo girl whose daddy Scarface killed, it damn well better be a comedy.
Gladiator is, in many ways, wonderful to behold. The set-up was magnificent - i especially appreciated noticing that Scott took great opportunity in enjoying how Joaquin Phoenix's cluelessness as to what he was playing made his performance soooo much juicier - and i was really looking fwd to Maximus walk the razor's edge getting the Emperor to play the game his way until it was too late. And, boom, he shows up Commodus in a way that his closest advisor couldnt do & keep his head, never mind a pawn in an entertainment. From there it was as if Peter Griffin made up the rest of the story as an excuse for why he wrecked the car.
Much to my chagrin, Crowe/Scott did this again with Robin Hood. As a virtual agoraphobe, i only ever go to the theater to see a movie if my cousin made it or my dad is in town. I was thrilled that a movie like Robin Hood had just come out on one parental visit, cuz pop's tastes are pretty old-fashioned. The film was also set magnificently - so much so that dad & i gave a nod to each other in the manner of "this is gonna be a ripsnorter".
Then Crowe Syndrome set in. The entire charm of the Robin Hood story was in its lack of scale, that a merry band could call a forest their own and defy the sheriff who sought to prosecute & persecute with mischief of many kinds. That aint good enough for Russ. He wasnt even satisfied with escalating it to a battle for the soul of Merry Ol'. It had to be
FOR THE WORLD :explosion:. Maid Marian storming onto the beach leading a battalion that saved the day was far more hilarious than anything Mel Brooks offered in his treatment of the subject. I guess we are to be grateful that Alan o' Dale wasnt actually a ninja & Friar Tuck a Jedi Master. Crikey!
Heroes are the soul of cinema - we want to know them, feel them in ourselves & wonder if we have any of their stuff inside us. When one richards with circumstance to better serve the film idol and puff his conquests, the real heroes who made them possible are diminished.