Videovista has my review of Zack Snyder’s adaptation of Kathryn Lasky’s Legend of the Guardians.
Despite really liking Zack Snyder as a director, I thought this film was absolutely terrible. Though, to be fair, Snyder’s direction is the best thing about it. Here’s a taste of my review:
Snyder is shamelessly misanthropic and perfectly adapted to a cultural climate where the individual is king and the king is assumed to be a complete cunt. His exquisite fetishisation of violence, his love of gore and grue, his spirals of death and destruction are not just an expression of a personal philosophy, they are a coherent and beautiful directorial vision. Zack Snyder speaks to the miserable, lank-haired, compulsively masturbating homunculus in all of us, but while the singularity and power of this vision has won him a legion of fan-boys, it also makes him a somewhat poor choice for making a children’s film about owls.