I love books and movies about King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. I’m no scholar on the legend, by any means, just a reader and movie-watcher (I never go, I watch only what I can rent to see at home).
The Sword in the Stone (1963) may have been my first experience with movie versions of the Arthurian legends. I have never seen the Monty Python’s cinematic quest for the Holy Grail, but loved the musical, Camelot. And what a delicious movie First Night was, with Sean Connery and Richard Gere. Talk about a feast for the eyes.
Sam Neill was the penultimate Merlin, as far as I’m concerned.
If the legend of Arthur has any truth at all, the Knights of the Round Table almost certainly had children, who had children, who had children….
Where might they be now? Scattered around the globe, no doubt. But what if, by chance, some descendants of these original knights happened to meet? While it’s possible that some family secret regarding their heritage may have been passed down through the centuries by one or two knight families, most of these modern-day scions would know nothing of their family history that far back.
What if the meeting sets off some reawakening? A disturbance somewhere, perhaps dealing with Excalibur or Merlin, causes the descendants to experience vague disquiet or bad dreams. Or what if this chance meeting brings one descendant of each of the original KOTRT together in one place and something explosive happens? Merlin awakens, Excalibur appears, the Lady in the Lake swims ashore — something major. The fate of their beloved Britain, or maybe even the world, depends on them understanding who and what they really are and acting accordingly.
I’m going to let that idea germ stew on the back burner for now. I hope it will produce something worthwhile eventually.