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out_thereSaw Troy last night.
First of all, Troy was too damn popular. We went to see the 7.30pm show, but missed a train, and got there at 7.20pm. So, we figured we'd get tickets to the 8.30pm, which was sold out. So, we went for the 7.30pm, which only had eight tickets left in the front row. Needless to say, from that angle, Brad Pitt's thighs were huge.
So, I saw it but I was so close that a lot of the battle scenes were just a blur of action to me, and I couldn't actually focus on the entire screen at one time.
Oh, and the Eric Bana issue? Not such an issue while he's putting on the pseudo-American accent. I don't think he's incredibly 'omg-hot!', but he had the best body of the three main leads, and was my favourite character in the film. (Second favourite was Odysseus, but that's not surprising. What was surprising was that he was my second-fave before I realised he was Odysseus.)
- I love Hector. Love him. Honorable, wonderful, loyal, smart dude cursed with a foolish brother.
- Helen and Paris? All through the film I kept thinking of them as pretty and dumb. C'mon. You two knew what would happen. You knew that hundreds and thousands would die because she didn't want her husband any more. Man, you couldn't have sacrificed your love for your countries? Sheesh.
- Priam said to Helen, "Come sit beside me." My mind automatically translated it to "Sit your ass down because you're blocking my view, bitch."
- Achilles? Was not that likeable. Seriously, the guy was all ego. Trust a guy to choose glory over a long, happy life.
- Although Achilles/Patrokus may be canon (according to the Illiad), I saw more slashy potential between Odysseus/Patrokus... (And, I think Patrokus was cute.)
- During the Achilles-Hektor fight, I was mentally chanting for Hektor not to die, ("Please don't kill Hektor, please don't kill Hektor...") even though I vaguely remembered a Troy prince being dragged on the back of a horse and knew there was 40 minutes to go, so he probably would. After it, I was chanting for Achilles to die.
- Lots of naked manflesh, and it proved that I'm more into arms and chests than legs. Naked thigh as far as the eye could see, and I paid far more attention to the leads chests. For the record, Orlando was a bit too thin, Brad was a bit too beefy, but Eric was just right. *waggles eyebrows*
- Even watching a Greek epic, I still had a moment of SN fannishness. When Achilles puts his foot on his second-in-command's neck, I just had a flash of Casey's threat to JJ that he'd "find his foot on his neck". It always struck me as a really weird threat, but I can see its effectiveness now. *g*
- Orlando Bloom. Shooting arrows. You all realise how damn amused I was by this, right?
- Dude, it was a typical Greek tragedy. You walk out thinking there were so many ways all those lives could have been spared, and yet... *sigh*
Still, great film. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
First of all, Troy was too damn popular. We went to see the 7.30pm show, but missed a train, and got there at 7.20pm. So, we figured we'd get tickets to the 8.30pm, which was sold out. So, we went for the 7.30pm, which only had eight tickets left in the front row. Needless to say, from that angle, Brad Pitt's thighs were huge.
So, I saw it but I was so close that a lot of the battle scenes were just a blur of action to me, and I couldn't actually focus on the entire screen at one time.
Oh, and the Eric Bana issue? Not such an issue while he's putting on the pseudo-American accent. I don't think he's incredibly 'omg-hot!', but he had the best body of the three main leads, and was my favourite character in the film. (Second favourite was Odysseus, but that's not surprising. What was surprising was that he was my second-fave before I realised he was Odysseus.)
- I love Hector. Love him. Honorable, wonderful, loyal, smart dude cursed with a foolish brother.
- Helen and Paris? All through the film I kept thinking of them as pretty and dumb. C'mon. You two knew what would happen. You knew that hundreds and thousands would die because she didn't want her husband any more. Man, you couldn't have sacrificed your love for your countries? Sheesh.
- Priam said to Helen, "Come sit beside me." My mind automatically translated it to "Sit your ass down because you're blocking my view, bitch."
- Achilles? Was not that likeable. Seriously, the guy was all ego. Trust a guy to choose glory over a long, happy life.
- Although Achilles/Patrokus may be canon (according to the Illiad), I saw more slashy potential between Odysseus/Patrokus... (And, I think Patrokus was cute.)
- During the Achilles-Hektor fight, I was mentally chanting for Hektor not to die, ("Please don't kill Hektor, please don't kill Hektor...") even though I vaguely remembered a Troy prince being dragged on the back of a horse and knew there was 40 minutes to go, so he probably would. After it, I was chanting for Achilles to die.
- Lots of naked manflesh, and it proved that I'm more into arms and chests than legs. Naked thigh as far as the eye could see, and I paid far more attention to the leads chests. For the record, Orlando was a bit too thin, Brad was a bit too beefy, but Eric was just right. *waggles eyebrows*
- Even watching a Greek epic, I still had a moment of SN fannishness. When Achilles puts his foot on his second-in-command's neck, I just had a flash of Casey's threat to JJ that he'd "find his foot on his neck". It always struck me as a really weird threat, but I can see its effectiveness now. *g*
- Orlando Bloom. Shooting arrows. You all realise how damn amused I was by this, right?
- Dude, it was a typical Greek tragedy. You walk out thinking there were so many ways all those lives could have been spared, and yet... *sigh*
Still, great film. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
