The Legend of Hercules - Where's Kevin Sorbo when you need him?

It's 2014, and I decided to kick off the new year with greek mythology.  The Legend of Hercules starring Kellan Lutz, was the kick-off event, and if this is how the movies of 2014 are going to be, it's going to be one long year.  I would have rather watched two hours of Kevin Sorbo in Hercules: The Legendary Journeys than this movie.  (SN:  I use to love Hercules and Zena back in the day.  I'm pretty sure I've seen every episode at least twice.)  

I would have rather watched two hours of anything else for that matter.  As cheesey as The Legendary Journeys was, this movie is much worse.  

Kellan Lutz's burst on the scene as Emmett Cullen in the Twilight Saga although he's been in numerous movies before then.  No one really cared until he put on some muscles and took off his shirt, but was that enough to make him the lead in a movie?  

Ummm, NO!  His acting isn't really the problem, although it's a small part of it.  The storyline itself is the biggest problem of it all.  This movie is like a cross between Troy, Gladiator, and The Passion of the Christ.  In the movie, Hercules is born from an erotic mystical moment between Zeus and Queen Alcemene.  Twenty years later, his step-father, King Amphitryon, has promised his love, Princess Hebe, will marry his half-brother.  Then the king sends Hercules off to war, and Hercules vows to return before the doomed marriage.  While away, Hercules is sold into slavery and forced to fight to the death.  Upon his return, the people begin to take his side, and Hercules now has to fight the king and his brother for the throne and his love.  

The budget for this film is $70 million, but the CGI, the action, and the actors make this movie feel like it cost $100, 000.  I swear for Zues, a two-hour reunion movie with Kevin Sorbo and Lucy Lawless would have been better, much more entertaining, and on a much lower budget.  I'm really hoping this is the worst movie of the year, and that it only gets better from here because I'm not going to make it to december with horrible movies like this.  I mean how am I supposed to take this movie seriously when white men have weaved in braids?  

Oh well.  I may go see The Lone Survivor tomorrow.  That could be good.  Until next time.