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REVIEW: Wrath of the Titans

99 minutes, Rating: G, Director: John Liebesman, Starring: Sam Worthington, Rosamund Pike, Bill Nighy, Ralph Fiennes, Liam Neeson

Thursday 5 April 2012, 04:11PM

Wrath of  the Titans, 99 minutes, Rating: G

Wrath of the Titans, 99 minutes, Rating: G

Wrath of the Titans picks up about a decade after Clash of the Titans, with demigod Perseus (Sam Worthington) living the mundane life of a fisherman. (His wife Io apparently passed away – most likely because the actress playing her had the good sense not to return for this woeful sequel).

But if Clash played loosely with the myth of Perseus, then Wrath was apparently written via text messages between football players in an eighth grade history class – and frankly, that is the only demographic this film will appeal to.

On the plus side, it’s mercifully short.

The acting in the film is slightly better this time – though the script is still extremely formulaic, with dialogue that is wooden at best, cringe-worthy at worst, and there is a complete lack of compelling storyline or satisfying character arcs.

Liam Neeson and Ralph Fiennes are thankfully given more to work with, and provide the only real source of entertainment as Zeus and Hades confront their sibling issues.

Sam Worthington, on the other hand, is still as wooden and dull as ever. It leaves you to wonder how much CGI was required to create the actor’s facial expressions in Avatar, because in every role since then (The Debt, Man on a Ledge), Worthington has proved that his range extends between blank face and feral growl, with an occasional dumbfounded, borderline-retarded looking gasp. Even Pegasus manages to display more personality – and he’s a flying horse.

Director John Liebesman opts for the same shooting style he used in Battle Los Angeles, with an overabundance of claustrophobic, over-the-shoulder shaky-cam. He mixes this with wider tracking shots that put the human actor in the foreground, running toward or away from some CGI creature. It’s not very sophisticated, or at all visually interesting.

Thankfully the shooting style relaxes as the film moves into some of the bigger set pieces, and Wrath ultimately manages to end on a much stronger note than it begins.

In the end though, the film is little more than a cash-grabbing sham, with a wealth of usually good actors going for the paycheck, and using beards and makeup to mask their shame. We can only hope the wrath of theatregoers who pay good money to sit through this tripe will prevent another sequel being churned out.

1 star

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