THE MAN IS A TEDDY BEAR. LOOK AT THAT TEDDY BEAR FUZZ-HEAD.
Anyway, the book! The Three Musketeers should really be called The Three Musketeers Plus the Other Young Scamp Who Follows Them Everywhere because it's really more about D'Artagnan, a 19 year old provincial hot-head who YEARNS to join the king's musketeers. HE YEARNS.
So, off to Paris he goes, getting into duels and whatnot. He meets the three ACTUAL musketeers (Athos, Porthos and Aramis), befriends them, and they have All The Adventures. There's a good bit of dueling/sword fighting/swashbuckling type violence, but it's all very Oh, You've Stabbed Me in the Neck But You Acted With Honor and I Didn't Die, So Let's BE BESTIES. Hold My Sword While I Rub Almond Oil Into My Hands to Make Them Whiter. We Will Then Go Forth and Court the Ladies and Talk Theology And Powder Our Faces And Drink Wine And Beat Our Servants.
It's the funnest! There was one bit where D'Artagnan decides to revenge himself against a woman he doesn't like/sort of loves by hiding in her servant's room with plans to wait until the woman goes to bed and then...well...he never really says, but you get the impression that he plans to rape her. And it's presented in this, hahaha, isn't this HI-LARIOUS! She had it coming, the rascal! sort of way. So there's that- and there's the beating of the servants thing, also presented as just part of the fun of being young and French and having a sword! But, aside from those two things, it really IS all about being young and French and having a sword. And who doesn't want to be young and French and have a sword? NO ONE, THAT'S WHO.
I think The Three Musketeers would make a great warm-weather read. It's light-hearted and not even serious when it's trying to be serious, and there are Villains Who Kidnap Your Ladyloves and Petulant Kings Under the Spell of Power-Thirsty Churchmen, and Political Intrigue Involving Stolen Love Letters and Necklaces, etc. All the makings of a rollicking good time. You will ROLLICK, I say. ROLLICK.
Four stars out of your mom. Mostly for the rollicking.