Richard Hernandez13
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The very first thing that popped into my head the second I walked out of the theater was: "Peter Jackson is God!!!!"
Honestly, anyone who had the nerve to grumble that anyone could whip up a historical or fantasy super-spectacle given the massive tech, budget, and crew available should go watch Troy.
See, Petersen had three times the budget, way better technology (unlike that New Zealander who apparently had to sell off his entire flock of sheep just to afford some computers 😁), he had A-list stars, and a massive army of film crews spread across several continents.
His only real problem was that he had absolutely no clue what to actually do with them.
I’m pretty sure most of the "historical" research for Troy basically boiled down to watching the LOTR trilogy. I mean, there isn't a single thing in this movie that hasn't been swiped or borrowed from Jackson's films. What Petersen is so obviously missing—and what he just couldn't replicate from LOTR—is vision, risk, and actual passion.
Look, folks, Troy is a movie with top-tier acting, top-tier production, and third-rate writing.
The first thing that hits you is the catastrophic dialogue—and when I say catastrophic, I mean K-A-T-A-S-T-R-O-P-H-I-C!!! Good grief, who wrote this? R. A. Salvatore? Robert Jordan? Danielle Steel? It feels like it was penned by some ambitious but painfully untalented fantasy writer who has spent their entire life reading nothing but R. A. Salvatore, Robert Jordan, and Danielle Steel. I was honestly just waiting for Paris to turn to Helen and drop a baby line.
But alright, fine. Some people claim that dialogue is the least important factor in a Hollywood super-spectacle. Well, how about the battles? They look like the soggy fever dream of any aspiring fan of American gladiators. Still, I can't say I didn't walk away with a few history lessons. Thanks to this movie, I learned that in the ancient world, two armies of fifty thousand men would charge at each other, kill a few people, then just stop and circle around some incredibly important mano-a-mano showdown: Hector vs. Ajax, or Hector vs. Patroclus (though I honestly thought he was Achilles—I mean, they both clearly go to the same barber 😁).
To make a long story short, the battles are just like the rest of the film—lifeless and boring.
When the characters were talking, I was counting the minutes until the action started, and once the action finally kicked in, I was counting the minutes until they started talking again.
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And maybe none of this would be such a headache if the cast hadn't almost entirely flopped (that's Brian Cox, Brendan Gleeson, and Eric Bana 🙂).
I say "almost entirely" because we have Peter O'Toole there, who carries the whole thing on his back for a mere five hundred spears. Apparently, you need sixty years of acting experience just to deliver this garbage dialogue in a way that sounds phenomenal.
The absolute worst part, though, is Brad Pitt. Don't get me wrong, I like him as an actor and he's got talent, but what on earth possessed him to portray Achilles as some kind of narcissistic, douchey quarterback prima donna? When he was charging toward Apollo's temple at the beginning, I seriously thought he was going to attempt a touchdown. Not to mention he has this silly you-have-to-see-it-to-believe-it Dragon Ball Z special move where he charges, jumps, and stabs with his sword.
The only thing I couldn't figure out was whether that "what-is-this-even-supposed-to-be" look in his eyes belonged to Achilles or to Pitt himself.
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Anyway, to wrap this up... as I already said:
Don't watch Troy.
Take those two and a half hours and do something much better and more noble: work in your garden, flip some pancakes, walk the dog, or head to the barber...
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One more thing.
Peter Jackson is God!!!