![]() Additionally, the subplot of Leonides’ Queen and the machinations of a corrupt Spartan was tiresome and rife with cliches and the notion that they had to turn her into a “whore” was simply sad and displayed a lack of imagination. Even for an action flick, 300 felt, ultimately, hollow. ![]() If you don’t feel the pain and the exhaustion, then pushing past the pain and exhaustion means little. So, in they end, their sacrifice, their tenacity and determination never had the chance to mean anything. Their muscles never quaked and shook from exhaustion, their bodies never seemed to feel the cuts and the bruises, the missing eye, the open gash. I think because you never get the sense that any of the 300 felt the pain that they were enduring. And strangely, as a meditation on bravery, the film fell flat. A sense of fabrication underlay all the violent scenes. ![]() The severed limbs and the flying droplets of blood were done so crisply, with such precision that there was nothing real about any of the scenes. 300 brought a violent comic book to violent life, but with a stylization that actually undercut the violence. ![]()
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