The A.V. Club
In Alex Proyas’ overlong and very silly Gods Of Egypt, 10-foot-tall Horus (Nikolaj Coster-Waldau), playboy heir to the Egyptian throne, gets his eyes plucked out by his apparently Scottish uncle, Set (Gerard Butler), and must join forces with a thief to save all of creation by solving a bunch of puzzles. A treasure trove of gilded fantasy bric-a-brac and clashing accents, Proyas’ sword-and-sandals space opera is a head above the likes of Wrath Of The Titans, but it rapidly devolves into a tedious and repetitive succession of monster chases, booby traps, and temples that start to crumble at the last minute. If nothing else, it makes one appreciate the artistry and economy that Paul W.S. Anderson brings to similar material, and the genuine otherworldliness that the likes of Hercules In The Haunted World conjured up with a couple of light gels, a fog machine, and some foam rocks.
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