"Yay"
Who said warriors need armor anyway? Strap on those tight, red briefs boys! Pair them up with big bulky boots and toss that velvet red cape over your shoulders! "It's a bird, it's a plane, no! IT'S SUPERMEN B.C.!"
Yes, with all this eye candy who cares about the war?
300, based on Frank Miller's graphic novel may not have had the strong character development we see in most epic movies or even an unpredictable plot since, let's face it they don't win in the end. But it gave one hell of a show to the fans that flocked to the theatres Friday night. So...is this simply a no-brainer, testosterone-driven flick about violent strippers in their underpants? Yes! But it ain't bad at all.
The battle scenes are like Troy meets the Matrix. The set-up begins with a handful of immaculate fighters, their feet planted firmly on the ground, huddled together like one, big ball of rock-hard steel as their opponents from all sides run towards them at full speed. (It moves so fast all we see are shadows in the cliffs). Then, BOOM! Things fly left and right like dry leaves in a swift breeze. Then the ball breaks apart as one by one, each Spartan dives in, head first into a sea of soldiers with only a single shield and spear to keep them afloat. We watch this hypnotic chaos in slow-motion, taking in all its blood-splattering , earth-shattering mayhem.
The best part is that unlike most historical films, women are seen as more than sweet, pleasurable objects (even though they are dressed in very skimpy attire). They don't get gang-raped or beaten. They don't cry hysterically or sit idly by waiting for the men to care for them. These women are strong because they can take care of themselves. Like the Queen says in the beginning, "Only Spartan women give birth to real men." Their power lies in their ability to give life (and for the first time, in a long while it is finally being shown as a strength we hold over any man). The Queen knows how to use her sex appeal and with a quick thrust of her blade, she regains her place on the throne in front of a room full of pompous men (definitely my favorite part).
If you expect nothing more than an adrenaline rush of pure entertainment, then there's joy to be had with seeing this film. Sure it can get a little over the top with the naked Oracle dance (those things can poke your eyes out!) and the attack of the killer rhino, but you have to admit that the nature of this genre is merely to attract the curious and provide some kick-ass scenes and hilarious one-liners that would make anyone want more. So laugh a little, "HOOT" for the hotties and enjoy!
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