I never have many expectations for movies. That way I'm not really that disappointed ever. But, for some reason, I really had high hopes for Pathfinder, with Karl Urban. The trailers made it look amazing, it had internet buzz saying it was nearly going to be NC-17, due to, and I quote, "Excessive amounts of gore, violence and genocide". The first 30 minutes begins to deliver what promised to be an epic slaughter fest, themed after one of my favorite RPGs. Then an uber facepalm of unwatchable stupidity flooded the script, as if the producers intentionally meant to pull the rug out from beneath me. Yes, I felt personally attacked. Urban kills a few of the invading Vikings, but once caught, he takes them on a "perilous" journey, where the villains, one by one, die from the grueling journey. Karl Urban wasn't sp much a warrior, but rather a really dangerous tour guide. Eh...that's all I can say before the pain returns.
Someone agree with me, so I feel vindicated and not insane.
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