Perseus braves the treacherous underworld to rescue his father, Zeus, captured by his son, Ares, and brother Hades who unleash the ancient Titans upon the world.
If even a tenth of the care and attention lavished on the production design and action sequences had been afforded the script, this could have been an adventure of legendary proportions. As it is, this fizzles whenever anyone opens their mouths.
The effects are impressive but wasted in the service of a silly, so-what? story.
What ensues is a messy mix of rapidly edited, CGI-heavy set pieces that make it hard to see what's going on, and poorly defined characters. The post-conversion 3D is almost as poor as it was first time around.
[It] does what 3D ought to do...forget the story: there barely is one.
Wrath of the Titans might position itself as the successor to the equally special effects-driven Ray Harryhausen monster matinées, but it has none of those films’ febrile imagination, meticulous craftsmanship or rollicking sense of fun.
Leaner, meaner, and far superior to 2010’s Clash cock-up. From top-grade 3D to a multitude of monsters and a welcome influx of acting talent, this is pure popcorn pleasure.
Not quite wrath, more a persistant crossness.
While a film like this doesn’t need to be an artistic masterpiece to be worthwhile entertainment, it shouldn’t arrogantly assume such sloppy storytelling is enough to get by. Who knows? Audiences might not always be so forgiving.
For action fans only.
Not terrible: but certainly a bore.
The acting is dreadful and the story a total yawn but part two heaves itself into three-star territory thanks to some very decent special effects.
So little plot and character that you’d be hard pressed to call this a 'film' in the strictest definition of the term.
Most of the movie, above ground and in the underworld, is made up of unimpressive special effects, and one supposes the director's principal task was reminding the actors to keep a straight face.
There was a time when people believed figures such as Zeus and Perseus really existed, and perhaps they even believed in flying horses and one-eyed giants. Strangely, in their 2012 incarnations, it's the animated monsters that seem the most believably alive, while the figures played by humans are dull and characterless archetypes.
By the time the film reaches its poorly staged, supposedly epic conclusion it's hard not to view the whole endeavour as anything but a ruthless cash-in that fails to pay due care and attention to the enduring quality of the mythology that helped to inspire it in the first place.
General release. Check local listings for show times.
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