Jam-packed with enough kinetically photographed action to seem like a never-ending cliff-hanger, Guy Maddins tremendous Cowards Bend the Knee is a Feuillade serial ultra-condensed and blenderised, as ghostwritten by Euripides. If fiction is sometimes barely disguised autobiography, Cowards is its mirror image, twisted and poisoned wish-fulfillment: the mythomaniacal Maddin casts himself (actually, Darcy Fehr) as…