I may be the only person on the planet not looking forward to Christopher Nolan’s version of “The Oddysey.”
I’ll try to be brief.
Odysseus is Homer’s counterpart to Achilles. The Iliad is “the Rage of Achilles,” and to oversimplify, Achilles is all fury and selfishness (frankly) until the end of the story, when his rage is spent. Odysseus is wily. He comes up with the Trojan Horse, after all. He wins the war Achilles drops out of for awhile, and doesn’t win despite his rage. And Odysseus defies the gods and spends 10 years getting home. Where he proceeds to take out all the “suitors” who’ve been swilling down Penelope’s stores. He is the counterpart to Achilles, the man who is always clearheaded about what he us doing, and charismatic and dynamic enough to carry the story of the 10 year journey to an exciting climax, and lead his men through every danger.
As much as I respect his work, I did not just describe Matt Damon.
In the trailer, Matt Damon all but cries; looks confused inside the giant horse; leads his men into battle with a cry so weak I’m surprised they heard it; and generally seems bewildered and lost. Anne Hathaway, on the other hand, draws on her Catwoman persona and, in the briefest appearance, shows more grit and determination than Damon. She could burn the topless towers of Ilium and take on all the mythical terrors of Greece, single handedly. She could put the fear of God into…the gods. Damon? Meh.
I’ve seen this trend in movies. Joauqin Phoenix played a Napoleon who was barely awake. The real Napoleon inspired France to take on Europe, and Beethoven to dedicate a symphony to him (Ludwig van later recanted that praise). Phoenix couldn’t inspire me to get out of bed. Pedro Pascal, bless him, played Reed Richards as a hapless genius overwhelmed with guilt (because he can’t “cure” Ben), and pretty much the weakest link in the chain of the Fantastic Four.
I get it. “The man” in action movies (what else is this?) as a John Wayne figure who can win WWII single handedly, and only needs a woman at home cooking meals, is a tired Hollywood trope. I have no problem with Penelope being as wily and tough as her husband. Look at what she had to deal with for 10 years. I think Ms. Hathaway nails it. But do we have to turn Napoleon into an anti-inspirational mumbler, and Odysseus into a suburban Dad who can’t find the way back to his cul-de-sac?
Nobody cares, just I’m just gonna read Homer this summer.