It seemed like yesterday I was watching the first one, Clash of the Titans.
Wrath of the Titans is a movie I walked into with little to no expectations. Reviews had not been out yet but by the looks of the trailer, I knew what to expect when the featured dialog only consisted of one-liners like "Prepare!" or "Oblivion!"
But this was worse than I had expected. While I walked out of the first one disappointed, I walked out of this sequel in utter resentment. The movie experience was sheer torture because I kept falling asleep but the uncontrolled noise levels kept waking me up. I know a bad theater that used to exist near my school that did not have soundproof walls; Wrath of the Titans would have knocked that wall down.
The movie jumps right into non-stop action (which can be a good thing) but fails to carry any weight of suspense because the audience simply cannot care about a bunch of rag-dolls.
The lack of emotional investment costs this film dearly; every character is basically interchangeable and despite the short running time, this movie seems overly long.
Once again, Titans bases its plot loosely on the Greek mythology. That is the biggest flaw of this film because we know the original story and the film is unfaithful to it but that doesn't change the fact that the film is still predictable.
I can't imagine the script of this film. I believe the action choreographers had more to do with the script than did the writers. There's so much action from the beginning of the film that by the end, the seemingly spectacular action we saw in the trailers become trivialized. If I were to draw a plot diagram for Wrath of the Titans, it would be a flat line.
Oh and one more thing, since when was Zeus such a pussy?!
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