Storytelling is as old as time itself; many of the first societies
             were said to be uncivilized and the people savage because they had oral
             traditions instead of written histories. Tales of great heroes, of love,
             and of war can be filled with fact and fiction depending on who is telling
             the story. From generation to generation things are omitted and added to
             make the account richer, the hero more brave, and the battle more intense.
             This is also true stories put on film, when Hollywood takes a story,
             whether it is a piece of history or not, and tries to adapt it for viewing
             on the big screen it almost always takes on a new direction. In some cases
             the direction can be good thing because the words come to life with
             emotions, images, and movement that they did not have on the page. In
             other ways it may not be so good in that while viewing such films we are
             lost in those images and forget, as pointed by Robert Rosenstone, that we
             cannot check them for accuracy and become stupefied by them. In other
             words history that appears on film can never fully satisfy the historian as
             historians, but it may satisfy the historian as a moviegoer[1].
             Tristan and Isolde is mesmerizing tale of young lovers based on a
             legend. In my research I found many different written versions, as well as
             an operatic version, of this legend. The film version tells the story of
             two young lovers whose loves is forbidden and doomed from the beginning,
             but prevails only to end tragically. It is a heart wrenching tale of
             Tristan who is the son of Aragon from the English tribes and Isolde
             daughter of King Donnchadh of the Irish. The film begins dramatically in
             Star Wars fashion with words rolling "Britain Dark Ages, the Roman Empire
             has fallen. The land lies in ruins, divided among feuding tribes. To the
             West Ireland protected by the sea led by their powerful and ruthless king.
             The Irish have subdued the Britons k...