Cast: Sam Worthington,Liam Neeson,Ralph Fiennes,Bill Nighy,Toby Kebbell,Rosamund Pike
Director: Jonathan Liebesman
Indian Express Rating:**
Gods have been awfully busy in Hollywood these days,especially the Greek gods and the earthlings theyve procreated. They have been involved in end-of-the-world-sort-of destruction while being abused,battered,bruised,and generally reminded about the more lasting powers of human good despite the odds.
Wrath of the Titans is one of those lessons,with the odds large enough to be both impressive and incomprehensible. The actors,with the unblemished blond exception of Pike,battle on to make this outing as different as it can be under the circumstances. And achieve at least in going further than the 2010 prequel,Clash of the Titans,which itself was an adaptation of a 1981 film.
Wrath of the Titans catches up with Perseus (the son of Zeus) 10 years after we had left him victorious at the doors of the monster Kraken. The wife is dead but Perseus (Worthington),a half-human,is content with his “normal” life of raising a son and going fishing for a living.
Then Zeus (Neeson) drops in and tells Perseus about an impending war and that he cant deny his destiny. Ares,the other,totally godly son of Zeus,and Hades (Fiennes) the god of the Underworld have joined hands with Kronos to well,being Greek gods,they never come around to discussing that. Kronos is the father of Zeus,Poseidon and Hades who got drunk on power and hence was defeated by the three brothers and imprisoned.
After a perfunctory speech by Zeus about how being half-human actually makes Perseus more powerful simply put,the kind of bond he has with his son,something the gods seem incapable of Perseus joins the war.
The war in the Tartarus,the prison of the underworld,is meant to be the special effect high point of this film. And the way corridors spring up and zoom into place is impressive. However,too many walls and floors collapse to make survival here seem less marvellous and more a joke. On the other hand,the first encounter between Perseus and demons,involving what passes for hand-to-hand combat these days,holds more promise than the film eventually lives up to.
Agenor (the son of Poseidon) played by Kebbell and Hephaestus (the forger of gods weapons) played by Nighy keep the film moving along with just the right amount of banter among men with stony visages and flowing manes.
Worthington,on his part,is on his way to becoming the strong silent types whose strength lies in his silence. Mercifully,he realises that.