Theseus is a mortal man chosen by Zeus to lead the fight against the ruthless King Hyperion, who is on a rampage across Greece to obtain a weapon that can destroy humanity.
The supposedly lavish production values look decidedly third rate. The poetic licence taken with the mythology, meanwhile, deserves to provoke the ire of both Gods and men.
A hyper-violent slab of enjoyably silly blockbuster schlock, but by no means essential viewing.
Tarsem’s full-blooded enjoyment of kitsch has a kicky resonance — next to the nervous corporate sheen of so much multiplex product, it’s a misfit with guts and soul.
Good-looking to a fault, Immortals boasts moments of undeniable grandeur. Elsewhere, though, it is deathly dull. Tarsem Singh may well be an artistic visionary. Unfortunately, his sense of storytelling here is vision-impaired.
An entertaining if not entirely studious classical mythology yarn.
The director Tarsem Singh raids the FX cupboard with abandon.
As spectacle goes, it is dazzling.
A big myth-take.
It won’t do anything to win over those not already partial to Tarsem’s style, but it has more than enough blood, guts and glamour to satisfy – and Cavill looks like a superman.
Immortals is as absurdly, insanely and pottily violent as the video game it so closely resembles.
It's a murky, addled affair, the CGI effects are third-rate and the violence makes it unsuitable for young audiences.
Spectacle aside, though, Immortals is a tedious, confusing mess.
The ancient Greeks might not recognise the hash that’s been made of their narrative tradition, but going by scenes in The Iliad, they’d appreciate the amount of splatter that’s superseded it.
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