As far as historical inaccuracies, I saw a documentary on the Spartans beforehand and went researching the internet afterwards, because it all sounded so cool and my judgment is that the storytellers in 300 got pretty damn accurate.
I was mostly thinking on the orcs or the rhinos or the Spartans fightning without armour shouting freedom, but I haven’t seen the movie. Many people doesn’t seem to understand that it’s based on Frank Miller’s grapic novel, not the actual battle.
That the Spartiates was a warrior breed arguable without equal in history and doesn’t need embellishment to be kick *** is another matter. (That’s the criticism of those that wanted to see the Gate’s of Fire being made a movie). But then again homosexual fascism haven’t quite the same appeal.
The action just floored me, sucking me in with the same kind of intensity as the battle scenes in Return of the King, and Last Samurai.
Tom Cruise starred in the Last Samurai.
Btw have anyone read the Gates of Fire?
Polynikes stepped to the front.
"It is no hard thing for a man raised under the laws of Lykurgus to offer up his life for his country. For me and for these Spartans, all of whom have living sons, and who have known since boyhood that this was the end they were called to, it is an act of completion before the gods."
He turned solemnly toward the Thespians and the freed squires and helots.
"But for you, brothers and friends ... for you who will this day see all extinguished forever . . ."
The runner's voice cracked and broke. He choked and blew snot into his hand in lieu of the tears to whose issue his will refused to permit. For long moments he could not summon speech. He motioned for his shield; it was passed to him. He displayed it aloft.
"This aspis was my father's and his father's before him. I have sworn before God to die before another man took this from my hand."
He crossed to the ranks of the Thespians, to a man, an obscure warrior among them. Into the fellow's grasp he placed the shield.
The man accepted it, moved profoundly, and presented his own to Polynikes. Another followed, and another, until twenty, thirty shields had traded hands. Others exchanged armor and helmets with the freed squires and helots. The black cloaks of the Thespians and the scarlet of the Lakedaemonians intermingled until all distinction between the nations had been effaced.
