This show is awesome, the dialogue is great and fight scenes are amazing. There are so many historical truths in this store too (although there is plenty of artistic liberties as well). Overall a great show and definitely worth watching.

Anyone who expected a historic drama know this; Marco Polo is a fantasy show taking place in an imaginary world based on the stereotypical (and mostly inaccruate) view of Asia. BS everywhere. Those who have the slightest clue of Asian culture and history would find this seires unbearably clumsy. Aside from that, the show itself is okay.

I report to you two episodes in to this Weinstein Company, Netflix Original. I had been pulled in by my slightly morbid fascination with the Mongol Empire and the chance to see Benedict Wong, the ultra-gentle ping-pong wizard ‘Errol’ in Sean Lock’s brilliant Fifteen Stories High, as megalomaniac warlord Kublai Kahn, grandson of Genghis. How on earth could Errol be Kublai? How could those two things be possible? It begins with the Polo entourage adventuring through a village in the aftermath of an invasion. Everyone is either charred or impaled and there’s a general air of misery and **** the Polos inspect the ruins they are ambushed, taken prisoner and delivered to the court of The Great Khan. Here we see Benedict Wong as Kublai for the first time. In vast contrast to his grandfather Genghis, Kublai was born into wealth and power and, just like all people who are born into privilege, he dresses like a magnificent buffoon (see Gaddafi’s sons or Gogglebox’s Dom Parker). The Polos are stood before him, waiting for him to speak. But Benedict Wong does not speak. Instead, when he finally opens his mouth, we realise he has been dubbed by Al Pacino, asked to give an Eastern twang to his Tony Montana. It sounds as brilliant as it is ridiculous and with that accent, a few minutes in, the viewer learns: this show is gonna be stupid. No lessons shall be learned, there shall be no great satire here. But it might be fun. And so the vapid Marco joins Kublai and onward we go into this confused mesh of show as it intertwines the cinematic traditions of the East and West into a **** of culture and history that would make George R. Martin say, ‘Woah there’. Along with Tony Montana as Kublai and the lazy intercultural love **** feels like it’s all been done before, just in a different accent. The production values are as strong as you would expect from the Weinsteins, Wong is highly enjoyable as Kublai and there’s a pace to the narrative that gives you little time to be concerned with how naff the content is, but it’s a big disappointment. Full review at ponderflix on wordpress.

[SPOILER ALERT: This review contains spoilers.]

I'm disappointed. Marco Polo wasn't a Marvel hero. He was a real man. I wanted a credibly historic serie here, not the Nth version of American ninja. Mongol girl fighters? Come on, that is the most ridiculous historic abuse ever seen.