Synopsis: The citizens of Rome are hungry. Coriolanus, the hero of Rome, a great soldier and a man of inflexible self-belief despises the people. His extreme views ignite a mass riot. Rome is bloody. Manipulated and out-maneuvered by politicians and even his own mother Volumnia, Coriolanus is banished from Rome. He offers his life or his services to his sworn enemy Tullus Aufidius.
Genre: Drama, Thriller, War
Director(s): Ralph Fiennes
Production: The Weinstein Company
  Nominated for 1 BAFTA Film Award. Another 10 wins & 16 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
123 min

Before we proceed any further,

hear me speak.

You are all resolved

rather to die than to famish?


First, you know Caius Martius

is chief enemy to the people.

- We know it.

- Let us kill him.

And we'll have corn at our own price.

We are accounted poor citizens,

the patricians good.

The leanness that afflicts us,

the object of our misery,

our suffering, is a gain to them.


Let us revenge this with our sticks,

ere we become rakes.

No more talking on it. Come!

Soft, soft, who comes here?

...friends, mine honest neighbors...

Worthy Senator Menenius,

one that has always loved the people.

I tell you, friends, most charitable

care have the patricians of you.

For your wants,

your suffering in this dearth,

you may as well strike

at the heavens with your staves

as lift them against the Roman state.

Suffer us to famish, and their

storehouses crammed with grain.


- Bread!

- Bread.


Bread, bread, bread...!

Bread, bread, bread...


Stop! Stop!

What's the matter,

you dissentious rogues,

that, rubbing the poor itch of

your opinion, make yourselves scabs?

We have ever your good word.

He that will give good words to thee

will flatter beneath abhorring.

What would you have, you curs,

that like nor peace nor war?

The one affrights you,

the other makes you proud.

He that trusts to you,

where he should find you lions,

finds you hares, where foxes, geese.

Who deserves greatness,

deserves your hate.

Hang ye. Trust ye?

With every minute

you do change your mind,

and call him noble

that was now your hate,

him vile that was your garland.

What's the matter, that in these

several places of the city

you cry against the noble senate,

who, under the gods, keep you in awe,

which else would feed on one another?


Get you home... fragments.

- Go back!

- Forward!

Go back!

- Please...

- Know you me yet?

I know you well.

Your name, I think, is Aufidius.

It is so.

- I'm a Roman.

- What's the news in Rome?

What's the news in Rome?

There hath been in Rome

strange insurrections.

- The people against the senators.

- Hath been? Is it ended then?

The main blaze of it is past,

but a small thing

would make it flame again.

You have ended my business.

The news is the Volsces are in arms.

They have a leader, Tullus Aufidius,

that'll put you to it.

I sin in envying his nobility.

And were I anything but what I am,

I would wish me only he.

You have fought together?

He is a lion that I am proud to hunt.

Titus Lartius, thou shalt see me

once more strike at Tullus' face.

Lead you on.

So your opinion is, Aufidius,

that they of Rome

are entered in our counsels

- and know how we proceed.

- Is it not yours?

'Tis not four days gone

since I heard thence.

By the discovery,

we shall be shortened in our aim.

And it is rumored Martius, your

old enemy, leads on this preparation.

If we and Caius Martius

chance to meet, 'tis sworn between us

we shall ever strike

till one can do no more.

If ever again I meet him beard to beard,

he's mine or I am his.

Mark me!

They do disdain us much

beyond our thoughts.

He that retires, I'll take him for

a Volsce and he shall feel mine edge!


Come on.


The citizens

of Corioles have issued

and given to Titus

and to Martius battle.

We've heard their drums.

I saw our forces to their trenches

driven, and then I came away...

I pray you, daughter, sing,

or express yourself

in a more comfortable sort.

If my son were my husband,

I would more freely

rejoice in that absence

wherein he won honor

than in the embracements of his bed

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John Logan

John David Logan (born September 24, 1961) is an American playwright, screenwriter, film producer, and television producer. more…

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Submitted on August 05, 2018

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