Kurt Loder Reviews The Legend of Hercules

It
is a truth universally acknowledged that any genre movie dumped
upon us in the barren month of January is likely a dog. When the
movie’s producers withhold it from press scrutiny until the night
before it opens, that likelihood approaches certainty. And when the
movie’s director is revealed to be Renny Harlin, whose past
transgressions are several, the case is all but closed. So The
Legend of Hercules is no surprise, writes Kurt Loder. The
story is a hash of beefcake mythology, the dialogue a steady
dribble of earthbound utterance; and the sword-clanging
action—encased in some of the cruddiest 3D since Clash of the
Titans—is a master class in un-excitement.

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