The largely talented cast (of many accents) resurrect an extinct form of blockbuster, from a time when the camera tilted upwards as our hero stares off into the distance. Director Wolfgang Petersen handled the battles well, but many dramatic scenes just don’t work and the body doubles get more screen time than the leads.
The highlight comes near the end when Orlando Bloom’s Paris finds his courage, a bow and arrow, and channels his inner elf. He shoots, he scores, you stop hating him, and the movie ends.
Only for a dare.