Fans of Gerard Butler and his suicidal crew of macho, manly men in 300 may feel short-changed with Immortals.
The epic warfare of the former is replaced with a dreary 'quest' condemning viewers to a bland Lord of the Rings lite, in which a bland troupe of good guys find a magic bow (called the Bow of Epirus, which you will frequently forget because you just want to see people fight, dammit). Then they lose the bow. Then they find it, then lose it, then find it. Gripping. I spent a lot of the time praying for a bearded Scotsman to run up shouting 'Sparta!' as he kicks Theseus down a big well.
However it does have its pluses, so enjoy (deep breath):
Mickey Rourke being a big scary badass who grumbles life into the film; skillful editing and slo-mo in a suitably super-human battle between Gods' and Titans (though the Gods look like flamboyant OC characters); some genuine gasp-moments including a rather basic castration technique; the sudden and vicious Minotaur fight (although nothing more than a hollow exploitation of the myth).
However, you have seen most of that sh*t X 1,000 in 300.
A simple proposition really: recycled story parts told against beautiful backgrounds with the odd exceptional fight and Mickey Rourke killing things like a boss.
The epic warfare of the former is replaced with a dreary 'quest' condemning viewers to a bland Lord of the Rings lite, in which a bland troupe of good guys find a magic bow (called the Bow of Epirus, which you will frequently forget because you just want to see people fight, dammit). Then they lose the bow. Then they find it, then lose it, then find it. Gripping. I spent a lot of the time praying for a bearded Scotsman to run up shouting 'Sparta!' as he kicks Theseus down a big well.
However it does have its pluses, so enjoy (deep breath):
Mickey Rourke being a big scary badass who grumbles life into the film; skillful editing and slo-mo in a suitably super-human battle between Gods' and Titans (though the Gods look like flamboyant OC characters); some genuine gasp-moments including a rather basic castration technique; the sudden and vicious Minotaur fight (although nothing more than a hollow exploitation of the myth).
However, you have seen most of that sh*t X 1,000 in 300.
A simple proposition really: recycled story parts told against beautiful backgrounds with the odd exceptional fight and Mickey Rourke killing things like a boss.