Yes, I’m Shallow
Spinner and I caught a matinee of Clash of the Titans this morning. He’s still on spring break and I’m decided to use my powers of self-employment to bend time just a bit, and the pollen count shot down our original plan to check out the new Polar Bear Plunge at the Zoo.
It wasn’t bad, and the story definitely picked up in the second half, starting when Perseus went after Medusa. Can’t say it was great though. It was a bit like MST3K to have Spinner keep commenting on the different mostly-european accents spoken in this depiction of ancient Greece.
Have to admit that I kept wondering when Perseus was going to take his shirt off though. Yes, I am shallow, but for $7.50 a seat I should be seeing real abs, not the ones painted on vintage armor.
Like it or not, Spartacus: Blood and Sand has raised the bar on flesh, blood and gore within the swords and sandals genre. The Titans didn’t even come close to the new standard. Not to mention that Spartacus is free through Netflix and delivered to my darkened room on demand.
Maybe if they raised the movie rating to “R”?