…1981 edition, not the remake of course. And I’m struck by three things.
1/ I really liked this. I had the poster on my wall as a kid, but if I’m now absolutely honest it’s not as good as Jason and the Argonauts. It’s still great, but it’s not Jason-level great, which I argued it was with my older brothers when I was 11.
2/ It’s much more gory than I remembered. There’s almost 20 years between this and Jason and since we watch Jason a lot in here I was quite surprised just how much blood there is in this compared to the older movie. It never struck me at the time. My two year old whispered ‘I scared’ while we were watching this earlier, which my 4 year old replied with ‘Shh. It’s okay. He has to cut medusa’s head off to kill The Kraken’.
3/ This movie is further proof Hollywood didn’t understand Star Wars. Lemme explain…
When Lucas showed SW to the execs they all thought it was going to bomb. When it opened so huge one of the execs resigned because he realised he was living in a world he no longer understood. He was right. Hollywood tried to replicate what they THOUGHT made Star Wars popular for a decade and gave us Krull, Labyrinth, etc, and Clash of the Titans from Bubo’s R2D2-like whirrs and clicks to bearded Zeus talking to Perseus for inspiration had many nods. It feels like one of those things that got greenlit as they tried to figure out what the Hell kids wanted.
I was delighted as I love this movie, but it’s further evidence that nobody really quite GOT Star Wars, just like execs assumed what people liked about 1989’s Batman was art deco and pulps, paving the way of Dick Tracy, The Shadow, The Rocketeer and the Phantom instead of, er, Captain America and Spider-Man.
I’m glad it got made though as it’s still a four star movie for me. The kids were a little more frightened than they were at Jason, but both enjoyed it before we watched Peppa Pig as a palette cleanser.