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clash of the what now?

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I told Husband to rent a movie we could watch together tonight.  I told him he could pick whatever he wanted.  So he did.  And he brought home a total guy movie: Clash of the Titans

I'm no Greek mythology scholar, but I've read all of the Percy Jackson books.  Even with my limited knowledge, I understand enough to know that there were NO TITANS in that whole movie.  Sure the titans were mentioned in the beginning as being the parents of the gods, but then they talk about the Kraken and blah blah blah.

So honestly - why is it named that?!!

I was curious enough to google it.  Apparently I'm not the only one with this question.  Yet I didn't find any answers.

Stupid guy movies anyway.

And honestly, what were djinn doing in the movie?  Aren't djinn Arabic?

If someone as stupid as me can clearly see these huge flaws, what were they thinking making a movie for the masses?  It's so bad, it would be like if they hired a 6 1/2 foot bald guy to play Frodo instead of weird looking Elijah Woods.

And this is what comes from watching guy movies.  So much useless information swirling around in my brain that could be thinking of something useful.  But instead it's preoccupied in thoughts of titans and Hobbits.

Comments

Kristina P. said…
I have no idea about this movie. Is this that "Release the cracken!" movie?
30.8.10
Claire said…
I refuse to watch the new Clash of the Titans movie. I loved the old one with Harry Hamlin in it. I used to think he lived a double life - one life in a loin cloth, brandishing a decapitated head, and the other - suited up big shot lawyer in LA Law.

I'm glad I didn't pay attention to classical studies at school, so that gladring mistakes like you mentioned, mean nuffin' to me :)
31.8.10
Barbaloot said…
I'm preoccupied with wanting to re-read the Percy Jackson books again.
31.8.10
Jaron and Michelle said…
It was a ok movie but I saw it in 3D and it made it worth watching
31.8.10
Heidi said…
We watched this yesterday on DVD. Glad I didn't pay money to see it. However, it had its good points. My husband kept hearing the word Argos and wondering where Jason was (different story, different movie).
31.8.10
Carly said…
:-)
Haven't seen it yet- hum. Maybe I won't.....
31.8.10
Jen said…
Word!
3.9.10
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