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The movie was pretty good. Around 8/10 at the most.
Action scenes were flawless. In fact, I wish there had been more.
Any other story scenes and dialogue were clunky, trite, cliched.
Every time the movie went back to the queen, it sucked the life out of the pacing. The ending went on too long and was completely in slow motion (which was especially unnecessary when there was no action besides walking and looking). I found the messages of the film to be muddled. How can we believe these characters' rants about freedom, honor and justice when they are a brutal, slave-owning, baby-killing warrior nation?
However, every frame of this film was beautiful (visually speaking). You just have to ignore the immature mentality of the writing.
If you ask me, 300 handled its clichés extremely poorly. They detracted from the awesome fighting scenes and overall tried to force emotion down our throat instead of letting it build for us naturally, like most good movies do.
That's probably my #1 complaint with the movie.
Spoiler:
I didn't feel anything when the captain's son died.
I didn't feel anything when Leonidas died.
I didn't feel anything when his men were dying.
I didn't feel anything when the wife got the pendant back.
And yet, the movie slowed the fuck down and tried to MAKE me feel something by laying on the sad music and slow motion, etc...
Problem is, it hadn't developed anything significant beforehand. That's why I was bored throughout the ending (from Leonidas' last stand until the final speech).
In this movie, its strongest emotion it can hope to muster is some kind of blood-thirst from its audience. I mean, even though the Queen subplot was boring, its conclusion was exciting. This movie can make you shout, "KILL HIM, SLICE HIS THROAT, YEAH!", but it can't make you cry.
This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.