Writer: Darren Lemke, Christopher McQuarrie, Dan Studney
Starring: Nicholas Hoult, Eleanor Tomlinson, Ewan McGregor, Ian McShane, Stanley Tucci
Tomatometer: 52/50/65 (all critics, top critics, audience)
Spoiler-free Summary: Aladdin in trees.
Jack is a poor farm boy. Isabelle is a princess. Jack sees Isabelle in the marketplace, and saves her from some jerk. He’s into her. She’s into him. Jack comes across some magic beans. One of the beans sprouts a skyscraping beanstalk. Isabelle ends up in the clouds, the prisoner of the giants living at 35,000 feet. Jack and all the king’s men try to save her. Among the search party are the king’s creepy advisor, who plans to marry the princess and take over the kingdom, and his wacky sidekick.
Two Cents: What a mess. This film has all the markings of a forced kids’ movie – a drawn-out and diluted classic fairytale, hot, young stars hired on the cheap, serious actors embarrassing themselves in horrible bit parts, an overload of outdated action sequences, and pointless 3D effects.
I enjoy kids’ movies more than the average adult (most likely, because I have yet to grow up). I also love action-adventure movies. And, to top it all off, I firmly believe that there are human-eating giants living in the clouds. Still, I found Jack the Giant Slayer only mildly enjoyable. What did I like? Go, go, Gadget arms! (Get it? I’m reaching.) Bill Nighy should voice every CGI villain in every movie, from here on out (although, his performance as the leader of the giants does not compare to his turn as Davy Jones in the Pirates of the Caribbean films). Also, Tomlinson is not ugly. Yup, that’s about it.
Where in the Constitution does it say good actors have to suck in children’s movies? Stanley Tucci, Ian McShane, and Ewan McGregor are pretty much as good as it gets when it comes to acting chops. However, they were all firmly outperformed by the horses in this film. Tucci, my fellow New York City subway regular, was the most egregious offender. His villain was not scary, menacing, manipulative, nor intriguing. He was simply awkward.
Bryan Singer did such a great job with the first two X-Men movies (plus, he directed The Usual Suspects!), and I was hoping to see the same grit and action in this film. Unfortunately, the characters were about as deep as the river in Robin Hood: Men in Tights, and the action was less thrilling than a Chanel No.5 commercial. I’m hoping Singer’s (and Hoult’s) imminent return to Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters will prove a more fruitful endeavor.
Should I/Shouldn’t I: Young folks might enjoy this movie, as it provides some clean fun and a large helping of things children love – kings, princesses, magic, knights, etc. However, if you’re old enough to remember Y2K, I’m sure you can find a more useful way to spend your time. Frolf, anyone?
Sundae Rating: One scoop

