Dear Wrath of the Titans,
Having started this journey a little more than 30 years ago, I find myself at a loss. Its almost like this franchise spans two different creative universes. When in 1981 I saw the original Clash of the Titans in the theater, I had had been weaned off of my Jason and the Argonauts childhood and had been indelibly altered for a new special effects benchmark by Star Wars.
But that was okay, I thoroughly enjoyed that film and gladly paid homage at the alter of legend Harryhausen. After all that time I thought man with a remake, what could they bring to the tale with decent CGI and a fine tuning of the plot! Well, yeah the Kraken and some of the other beasties were great but little else was. I tried to not malign it because my inner 10-year-old had fun, but other than that it was matinee fodder at best.
When you were getting close to the silver screen I was guarded in my estimation; and when I went I had very little expectation.
Unfortuntely, it was still to much. As your story unfolded and the crisis came quickly, I had an over-riding picture in my head of the director sitting down with the entire cast and telling them; “no matter what direction I give you ALWAYS and I mean ALWAYS keep your acting stoic. Stoic in response, stoic in emotion, and stoic in empathy. And I mean no matter what!”
And that is exactly what he got whether it was appropriate or not! Even in the face of the “father-this” and “father-that” speeches that over ran the film; they all showed about as much verve as a discussion you would have with your dentist. By comparison, it makes much of Keanu Reeves’ career look like Oscar-winning, high emotional drama! The only spark from the whole bunch came in the twinkling eye of Toby Kebbell and the earnest intensity of Rosamund Pike. Neeson and Fiennes should be ashamed, and Worthington should have to earn his SAG card back after this.
But was it a complete wash? No, it wasn’t. Not for me. My inner 10-year-old, as savvy and jaded as he can be, reveled in the visuals throughout this film. If the actors could have brought as much heart and attention to detail to their work as the animators did in theirs, the film would have been an epic success! The labyrinth in hell and the rising of Chronos very easily stand as the new benchmarks for large scale visuals. Spectacular doesn’t cover it, and in the end it was what offered the little redemption I found to not consider you two hours of lost time!
This franchise came in with potential and died like so much crumbling ash in my hands. I can still see Worthington tapping lamely his own shoulder at the end when Zeus bids him adieu.
I think when your DVD comes out I am going to take the last two films and splice together all the great action and special effects footage and create something far better than either one on was solely their own. Hollywood, you owe us for this!
Shaking my head as I trudge off,