BULLSEYE OR MISFIRE: 300 Rise Of An Empire Reviews
By Drax Largo on March 7th, 2014
There is much grinding of teeth, and mauling of history, and anachronistic use of gunpowder, until we plug our ears and desperately pray to the gods of Olympus, or the brothers of Warner, that they might make an end.
If the movie’s action recalls video games, the dramatically artificial lighting suggests 1980s rock videos. Indeed, Rise of an Empire is so campy that it might work better as a musical.
An extension of the 300 universe, like an add-on content pack for a video game.
With its slo-mo ultraviolence, gushers of blood, impressive 3-D effects, homoerotic subtext, and self-important plot, this is a fan boy’s fantasy, a four-star wonderment.
This time you have the option of seeing all the blood, gore and bare chests and breasts in glorious 3-D.
It’s just more of the same old, same old that still takes itself far too seriously without fully accepting the campy romp it so desperately wants to be. (Full Content Review for Parents also available)
Forget Rise of an Empire — the movie really should have been slugged More of the Same.
The movie is colourful, highly stylized, incredibly violent and tons of intense fun.
As kinkily leather-clad Artemisia, Eva Green brings a deliciously sly camp knowingness and sublime smoky-eyed sensuality to the role that just about saves this absurdly over-laden vessel from sinking.
Green can’t do much with this one-dimensional role, but she’s by far the best thing in the movie.
The filmmakers copy the look and style of the original, but important elements such as plot or a coherent story get lost in translation.
Severed limbs once again fly, skulls split wetly, and fat gobbets of slo-mo blood squirt through the air, this time in 3D.
It piles on the beheadings, throat slashings, and impalements to near-unprecedented levels. No sign of brains, however.
More blood. More guts. More men with six-packs than a Quik-Trip on a Friday night.