Though the fantasy elements and the production design are so extreme it plays closer to a graphic novel. I have bulked at my fair share of Hollywood misrepresentations of Chinese culture, and evidently there is a sufficient amount of Orientalism in the film. Perhaps it is uncomfortable for the Japanese to see their own folktale retold in a foreign production. Hearing the film opened poorly in Japan is unfortunate.
My fingers are still crossed he will play Genghis Khan again in a sequel to Mongul. Tadanobu Asano also shows up to chew some scenery as the villain and adds a depth that wasn't on the page. He has long been the go-to guy for American-Japanese co-productions and it's finally nice to see him in a central role. Sanada carries the film with his powerful presence you really do believe he can really hurt someone with a sword. Reeves' character is sidelined by Hiroyuki Sanada, who plays the leader of the Ronin. He is casted here for marketing reasons and it really shows. There is no room here to critique about woodiness as there wasn't enough for him to do. It is as if the story itself is matted on a frame, and we are just looking at it in a gallery with a curator recounting the story as opposed to the viewer experiencing the story from a first-person perspective.
The end result is that it places a distance between the story and the audience. The story starts and ends with an unknown narrator, who tells the story as if we were all listening to a old tale by a campfire. Love, hate or brotherhood between characters is assumed rather than shown through character development. Everybody is an archetype, as opposed to a character. 47 Ronin is a film reimagining of a popular Japanese folktale that is stuck inside its mythic contraptions.
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