What else did you expect?
Discussing either 300 or its sequel 300: Rise of an Empire in standard
terminology is sort of a lost cause. After all, you do see these films for their detailed,
meaningful plot, or for troubled characters at war with their own hearts and souls.
Instead, you watch them for their rather unique visual style, stupid costumes and other such
matters that create something of a little ode to the joys of CGI blood and homoerotic
violence. Yet, even under these terms, the question must still be asked: is it any good?
Rise of an Empire tries to
differentiate itself from its predecessor in two keys ways. Firstly,
it is both prequel and sequel, providing back-story for the Persian emperor
Xerxes and then detailing events that take place both simultaneously and after
the original. That scores points for being a novel form of sequelizing, but
proves problematic. Such a format relies upon a good memory of the original to
try to fill in the blanks, and therefore feels far too self-referential and
aggrandising as a result. The other major difference is that it follows the
Athenians, at a bizarre and utterly historically inaccurate (what else did you
expect) recreation of the naval battle of Salamis. So in other words, its 300 at sea; a concept that in fairness
works pretty well, as it enables new and exciting combat possibilities for the
imaginative spraying of blood. The designs and such are more than
suitably imaginative and monstrous, to make it feel suitably stupid and silly so
that it should never be approached with anything approaching cognitive
reasoning.What else did you expect?
The film also boasts an improved
villain in the form of Eva Green’s Artemisia who easily steals the show as the
vengeful and strangely perverse admiral of the Persian fleet. She is a joy to
watch, with a gloriously over the top contempt for everyone and
everything, that proves to be highly entertaining and fitting for this kind of B
movie. It is just a shame the film's hero and Gerard Butler-replacement
Themistocles (Sullivan Stapleton) is somewhat boring by comparison, and then
there is that particularly uncomfortable, unnecessary and frankly rather
disturbing sex scene. Then again, one has to repeat that little mantra: it is a 300 movie, what did you expect?
In the end though, that is the
trouble: the original transcended its flaws by being brilliantly ridiculous, bloody, and novel, and appealed to the
connoisseurs tired of the somewhat tedious trend for action films to shy away from
stupendous violence. But Rise of an Empire, despite being essentially more of
the same only this time set at sea, struggles to pace itself, and towards the end and the inevitable gore soaked conclusion, it’s hard not to feel
increasingly apathetic at the macho banter and blood spilling. Yes, it is a 300 flick, but, strange yelling about
freedom aside, you kind of actually wish it had a heart - and no, we are talking
about one ripped out during an action sequence, though that might be kind of
cool.
James Absolon