Movie Review: Clash of the Titans
Uh…let me start out by saying that I actually do love the original Clash of the Titans and consider it to be a damned classic film, even aside from the Harryhausen effects. I mean, it’s got Laurence Olivier and Burgess Meredith totally hamming it up and having some good old fashioned fun. It was like a movie plucked from the early twentieth century studio years of Hollywood and transplanted into the late seventies.
The remake doesn’t really retain anything that will stand out in a way to make it memorable twenty years down the line. I think the problem with the film as a whole is that it’s so damned generic. I mean, the companions on Perseus’ quest this time around, though given plenty to do, don’t really register and I can’t remember any of their names.
In all honesty, the movie could have been given a new title because so much was changed. Characters origins change, mythology shifts, and arcs are passed around like a hot potato to suit the new narrative, which is pretty much held together with rubber bands and CGI. That is to say, it’s pretty damned flimsy.
It’s not a bad film. It’s just tepid. And if you’re going to remake Clash of the Titans, it shouldn’t be tepid. It should be just as over the top as the original so as to give people something to remember. And outside of a few impressive set pieces, there’s just not a whole lot of that here.