Weak wrath

Following in the footsteps of “300,” the graphic novel-set-to-screen “Immortals” conveys a struggle between Theseus (Henry Cavill) and King Hyperion (Mickey Rourke), who has declared his war against humanity in a fight in which gods cannot intervene.

As an anguished Greek mythology nerd, I have long given up on Hollywood producing any movie that would accurately or tactfully reinterpret the original tales. I went into “Immortals” knowing it would be far from authentic but looked forward to a movie brimming with breathtaking gore and overflowing with impossible swordplay and glowing god combat, at the very least.

The film stimulated my inner nerd with all these things in panels of red and gold, stunning Grecian landscapes and awe-inspiring costumes (the helmets alone!). Sadly, the surrealistic blood splatters and kick-ass god wrath did not pick up until an hour in.

I do not see movies like this so they can focus on plot. Furthermore, I cannot excuse the anticlimactic and quite literal deus ex machina ending given the snoozefest that was the first half of the movie.