I enjoyed Clash of the
Titans. It was a juvenile
action-adventure, but it was juvenile action-adventure done right. Its sequel, Wrath of the Titans, continues in the same vein. This is a fun time at the movies.
The film is
structured around the Hero's Journey, with a reluctant Perseus called upon once
more to play a role in the struggles of the gods. He's assisted on his journey by a cast including Liam
Neeson, Ralph Fiennes, Rosamund Pike, and even Bill Nighy (CDNW) as Hephaestus. He confronts elaborate, beautifully
designed and realized monsters and obstacles, clashes swords in energetically
choreographed battles, and even finds time to squeeze in a character arc. Star Sam Worthington sells all this,
acting mostly against green screens and tennis balls and making us believe he
is actually riding, fighting, or conversing with all manner of creations.
Now, I'm kind
of a literate guy, and this is the part where I think it's expected of me to
opine that if this film inspires one person to read up on the gods and legends
of Greco Roman civilization, it will have served its purpose. Forget that. The legends of Greco Roman civilization were, as much as
anything, entertainment, and Wrath of the
Titans is a proud claimant to that inheritance. By making legends anew in the form of the big summer blockbuster,
Wrath continues a storytelling
tradition as old as language. I'm
all for it, I loved it, and I look forward to screening this film for my boys
as much as I look forward reading to them from our tattered copy of D'Aulaire's
Gods of the Greeks and Romans when I get home.