Wasted opportunity. Wishy washy, lacking in focus or vision. When the vague, half-hearted mysticism/spiritualism is introduced (in the form of a magic wolf, no less) you can't help but think of what more powerful directors have done with historical figures: Tarkovsky's Rublev or Bresson's Joan of Arc, for example. By the end of this film you have no more idea about Genghis Khan - or rather, what Genghis Khan means to the filmmakers - than you would from looking at the poster for two minutes. A shame.