Troy (2004) often gets a bum rap. Sure, it’s silly, pretentious, and it takes the entire notion of Greek gods and tosses them into the Aegean, but all that not withstanding, it’s a decent swords-and-sandals epic. The fable of Troy is one of those stories that most people simply grow up with, absorbing it through their pores until they can recite at least one major point by heart: always look a gift horse in the mouth. Any number of people can recite “Is this the face that launched a thousand ships...?” The film recounts the star-crossed lovers Paris (Orlando Bloom, ugh), prince of Troy, and Helen (Diane Kruger, sigh), wife of Spartan king Menelaus (Brendan Gleeson, hurrah). Paris smuggles Helen back with him to Troy, and the cuckolded Menelaus goes to his brother, big Greek King Agamemnon (Brian Cox, double hurrah) and whines. Agamemnon is actually overjoyed at this turn of events, since he’s bent on conquering the known world and didn’t like the peace treaty between Sparta and Troy...
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