Fantasy has seen something of a resurgence in the last decade and a half. For years consigned to the niche market, Peter Jackson changed all...
Seventh Son however, is nothing so eloquent as Tolkein's tale. With a heavy reliance on CGI and some star power in the cast, it's an entirely forgettable fantasy adventure that will neither dazzle the crowd or leave the audience with a completely sour taste.
Jeff Bridges, said star power, plays John Gregory, a seventh son of a seventh son, something which gifts him extraordinary strength and agility. Because of this, he is tasked with some supernatural policing duties, as well as recruiting others like him. Using his abilities to battle shape-shifting witches, he finds himself in the unenviable position of having to take on a new recruit (Ben Barnes) with only a week until the blood moon - an event that will allow queen witch Mother Malkin (Julianne Moore, looking as confused as everyone else as to how she ended up here) to unleash hell on earth.
Bridges does gruff and grizzled mentor very well, but the trouble is, he looks like he's the only one having any kind of fun. The script is a mess, and the movie just plods along from one scene of monster carnage to another, with some horrendous dialogue to eek out the necessary plot points.
While the action is sub-standard against the likes of LOTR, it is done with an energy and a recklessness that at least makes it enjoyable, and the CGI witches transformations - they each turn into different creatures - are a novel distraction to the terrible story.
Seventh Son isn't going to win any awards, but if you're looking for something not at all taxing on the brain, it is at least some swashbuckling eye candy, with Bridges giving it his all in a part he had no business signing up to.
Trashy and predictable, Seventh Son is a bit of a mess, but it is at least an entertaining mess, and there are far worse things it could've turned out to be. Now, when does Game of Thrones start back...