The 300
So… went and saw the 300.
I had to walk out at just about the point of the first battle.
I had been really looking forward to the movie; I had heard good reviews from so friends and bad reviews from some critics.
Even for a comic book movie, it was bad, too much narrative, not enough dialogue, No character development.
It did not make sense.
I know that comic books are not supposed to make sense and that some movies do not make sense and that is fine. However, this movie was pretentious and wanted so badly to be taken seriously as a guy movie and as a warrior movie.
It was like watching a beer commercial.
When I observed the opening part of the first battle with the Spartans standing in a line pushing back the hordes, I was thinking of a football drill.
This movie was not about being a warrior to me it was not about soldiering. It was about gratuitousness. It was about underwear model supermen making rhetoric-filled speeches about freedom, soldiering and combat.
The movie was so over the top that it would not even fit in a role playing game. It was a very poor blending of fantasy, historical fiction and modern elements that left a sour taste in my mouth.
One of my biggest problems is why the king of the supermen, who shun and discard the weak or malformed children would even bother to ask advice or reply his plans to the malformed priests. Why where the malformed priests there and why would the King of the supermen even ask for blessing? Why would anyone? Tradition is the reason given… well honestly if you are going to fuck up history as bad as this movie did tradition is a shitty reason to have anything exist.
I know if I was a god and some inbred, cankerous Nosferatu motherfucker tried to call himself a priest in my service… I think that would have to be lighting bolt… or if we are talking about Apollo (who would have probably been the oracle the Spartans would have visited) some nice flaming arrows.
I felt a more powerful impact from the scene in We were Soldiers when Sam Elliot’s character is holding high ground with a pistol than I did with any scene of this movie.
In that sense I can think of so many movies that portrayed the warrior path profession of arms, brotherhood and honor in a better way.
And what the hell was with the 100 meter deep pit in the center of the village with the perfect stone all the way down it. More stone and work went into building that “well” than in the entire city and who throws dead bodies into their water supply? And how the hell do they get water out of the pit?
I had to walk out at just about the point of the first battle.
I had been really looking forward to the movie; I had heard good reviews from so friends and bad reviews from some critics.
Even for a comic book movie, it was bad, too much narrative, not enough dialogue, No character development.
It did not make sense.
I know that comic books are not supposed to make sense and that some movies do not make sense and that is fine. However, this movie was pretentious and wanted so badly to be taken seriously as a guy movie and as a warrior movie.
It was like watching a beer commercial.
When I observed the opening part of the first battle with the Spartans standing in a line pushing back the hordes, I was thinking of a football drill.
This movie was not about being a warrior to me it was not about soldiering. It was about gratuitousness. It was about underwear model supermen making rhetoric-filled speeches about freedom, soldiering and combat.
The movie was so over the top that it would not even fit in a role playing game. It was a very poor blending of fantasy, historical fiction and modern elements that left a sour taste in my mouth.
One of my biggest problems is why the king of the supermen, who shun and discard the weak or malformed children would even bother to ask advice or reply his plans to the malformed priests. Why where the malformed priests there and why would the King of the supermen even ask for blessing? Why would anyone? Tradition is the reason given… well honestly if you are going to fuck up history as bad as this movie did tradition is a shitty reason to have anything exist.
I know if I was a god and some inbred, cankerous Nosferatu motherfucker tried to call himself a priest in my service… I think that would have to be lighting bolt… or if we are talking about Apollo (who would have probably been the oracle the Spartans would have visited) some nice flaming arrows.
I felt a more powerful impact from the scene in We were Soldiers when Sam Elliot’s character is holding high ground with a pistol than I did with any scene of this movie.
In that sense I can think of so many movies that portrayed the warrior path profession of arms, brotherhood and honor in a better way.
And what the hell was with the 100 meter deep pit in the center of the village with the perfect stone all the way down it. More stone and work went into building that “well” than in the entire city and who throws dead bodies into their water supply? And how the hell do they get water out of the pit?