Upon first viewing the trailer for this film, I felt a slight glimmer of hope for this otherwise marred franchise. It showed hero Perseus (Sam Worthington) locked in battles each more daunting than the last; it was action oriented, and the pace seemed fierce. I also recall making a comparison to the video game franchise God of War. As the actual film began you were not instantly thrust into a world of peril but instead into an environment of peace, family, and fishing, giving the once hero something, again, to fight for. Then came the visit from the god Zeus (Liam Neeson) pleading with Perseus for aide in an oncoming struggle between the Titans. A brief conversation about Perseus’ half-god status and son-ship of Zeus was thrown in to again show this demigod’s inevitable role as hero.
The tranquility of the setting was disrupted by a large mythical creature know as the Chimera, which was thrown towards the Earth, landing in a huge crater. After a moment of silence — pure chaos once the creature emerged and began to destroy the town. The ensuing battle scene was intense and swift and had a sense of urgency as Perseus had to defend his young son Helius (John Bell) from the rampaging, fire-breathing creature. The skirmish between Perseus and the beast was nothing short of epic and at that point I was filled with a sense of glee, as I felt the trailer had fulfilled its promise.
Then, came the rest of the film. Though filling, the battle was short-lived and soon the tempo changed drastically as Perseus now had to take action to quell this yet unknown struggle between the gods and the Titan Cronus. That is whereabouts the movie again followed its predecessor — the plot though solid was be-smudged by pointless fools errands and trite battles that at first seemed potentially to have an epic feel but simply floundered into a shoving match between Perseus as he would constantly lose his sword mid-battle. The filmmakers tried to spice it up by having him dispatch the beasts in unique ways, but it was still not enough to match up with the first battle. The acting though not terrible was muddled by lines that were pointless and repetitive. They had an underlying theme about sonship and destiny, but it really didn’t make me care enough. I wanted to really love this movie due to the way I felt betrayed by 2010’s Clash of The Titans. Wrath of the Titans was not without its charm and held me captivated long enough to feel some sense of gratification. Or maybe I just really hated the last one that much.