Almost like the Greek tragedy...
Okay, actually...no. Not even close to being a Greek tragedy. It was a tragedy that the movie Elektra was ever made, but its scope and storyline are nowhere near as deep as a Greek tragedy. Heck, it wasn't even as deep as a Peter and Jane book....
The movie came off as pastiche and mind-numbingly dumb. Elektra is an assasin that is versed in the art of Kimagure, and is a well honed Greek ninja. Stop your snickering, it gets worse. For eons there has been a cosmic battle between good and evil (so what else is new?). But there is a foretold wielder of power that is set to tip the balance of power. And that person is a woman. Now, in itself the story is not bad. It actually is quite interesting...if you could get your mind from reeling for two seconds. What was bad was the acting and the way the story flow was actually handled. For example:
"Hey, I have to kill you because I'm the bad guy. Notice my cool tattoos"
"Hey, they are nice. Lemme introduce you to the end of my sai."
"Aieeeeeee".
(note: this conversation never really happened in the movie but it could have easily been slipped in and no one would have noticed.)
That's right. Characters are introduced haphazardly and offed in the next 10 minutes. There is never any form of character development at all and those that remain in the movie for an extended period of time are surprisingly 2D. Elektra herself is about as engaging as a cardboard box. A very sexy cardboard box.
The true testament of how bad this movie was is the fact that I found my pack of tostada chips more engrossing than the film. Too bad I threw most of it at the screen in disgust towards the end of the film.
Save your money and avoid watching this movie at all costs. It makes that Daredevil fiasco actually look good. Yes, it was THAT bad.
Rumoku out!
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