An essential - - Back from the 10th Annual TCM Classic Film Festival where once again, it astonishes how better it is seeing these pictures projected . . . not pixilated. But there’s a limit. Although Ben-Hur resonates in memory only for my childhood confusion of Biblical geography and terror of leprosy, the chariot scene does remain and doesn’t disappoint. Seeing it in big-screen splendor - - bodies tumbling, ass over teacups and ground under the pounding hooves - - this top-ten stunt montage is appreciated best without your remote control. Sadly, the race is only a tenth of this 3.5-hour movie. Most of the story is a leaden Sunday-school lesson. Shocking . . . given director William Wyler’s well-known subtlety. The internet documents screenwriter Gore Vidal's public slapfest with Charlton Heston over a gay subtext to Messala’s sudden hatred of Ben-Hur. Whilst both seem unreliable narrators, rejecting Vidal leaves a glaring character discontinuity. A heartbreak makes more sense.