Actually we accept it in a man too or Bloom wouldn't be all rich and famous. It's just that we have to make a big fuss about it and pretend we don't. I put it down to male film critics wanting to prove they're not gay. "Hey look at that girly-boy- lets kick his head in!"
Bloom's character in Kingdom of Heaven is called Balian but is really Sir Galahad- and gazing soulfully into the middle distance will do just fine- because soul is what it's all about. This character isn't a character at all; he's a figure in a stained glass window by Burne-Jones.
And if you want colourful acting you've got a whole lot of (mainly British and Irish) thesps giving great value for money in supporting roles- Liam Neeson, Jeremy Irons, David Thewlis, Brendan Gleeson, Kevin McKidd (who I'm always mistaking for Daniel Craig), Michael Sheen, Alexander Siddig, Jon Finch.
I liked the movie better than I thought I would. Watching anything by Ridley Scott is like leafing through a glossy magazine- glorious set-up after glorious set-up (love the swirling snow in the opening sequence!)- and sometimes the highly decorated style suits the story and sometimes it doesn't. Here it's a pretty good match. There are better (more deeply committed) visions of the Middle Ages- the Seventh Seal, Marketa Lazarova, Chimes at Midnight, El Cid, Monty Python and the Holy Grail- but Scott's will do. It has grandeur. His battle scenes are similar to but better than those in The Two Towers and Return of the King- with more discretion in the use of CGI. And there's a terrific "I am Spartacus" moment where- the city having run out of knights to defend it- Bloom ennobles all the servants and altar boys.
Did the medieval city of Jerusalem really boast such sky-scraping minarets? Were siege weapons really that huge? Could they really lob missiles that far? Did the leper king of Jerusalem really wear a silver face-mask? Were the Templars really so moustachio-twirlingly wicked? Oh, what the hell; think Burne-Jones and enjoy!