Die drei Musketiere

Als ich mir Die drei Musketiere zum zweitem Mal angeschaut habe, fand ich den Film besser als beim ersten Mal. Beim zweiten Mal habe ich nämlich schon gewusst, was mich erwartet – ein fürchterlich schwachsinniger, aber ziemlich unterhaltsamer Streifen mit Luftschiffkämpfen, mit Actionszenen, die alles in Andersons Resident Evil-Filmen übertrumpfen, mit sympathischen Helden und schönen Dekollet…ähm Frauen. Warum nicht. (19.02.2012)

Es ist ein ein wenig kultivierterer Uwe Boll, was aber leider nichts daran ändert, dass der Tölpel und Grabräuber wie Paul W. S. Anderson sich einer ähnlichen Substanz hätte niemals auch nur annähern sollten. Außerdem wird diese Mischung aus ungeschickten Anlehnungen an piratenähmliches Herumspinnen sowie ritchieähnliche Dummheiten von der Unfähigkeit des Regisseurs, mit etwas Neuem beizutragen, vollends in den Sand gesetzt. Einige Aufnahmen von Milla Jovovich deuten darauf hin, dass Paul zu Hause unter dem Pantoffel steht. Ich verstehe schon, dass es angenehm ist aufzuzeigen, dass seine Frau selbst in fortgeschrittenem Alter immer noch dasselbe Hammerweib ist, aber leider beweist Anderson damit, dass er selbst in fortgeschrittenem Alter immer noch derselbe Tolpatsch ist. Zwei Sterne, und das auch nur wegen Mads, dem es (abermals) an etwas fehlt und der (wieder) dämonisch ist. (18.10.2011)

These Three Musketeers are something completely different than you would expect. And that’s actually a good thing. After all, what good would it do me to watch the same story over and over again, just with different actors? This story is always taken very seriously not only from a historical point of view and at times gets quite romantic. Anderson took the originally story, fucked around with it, gave it a thrashing, abused it and this is the result – a completely zany ride which makes no sense whatsoever but entertains. And that’s the most important thing. You must take it as entertainment, not as a historical tale. Then it works, and rather well at that. The actors also understood this and I must say that I had quite a good time with them. I laughed and got to see the musketeers as a bonus. (03.12.2012)

Subjectively, the film fulfills everything you imagine in the phrase "The Three Musketeers directed by Paul Anderson," in a wholly positive sense. The trailers promised that it would be a blast. The inventive action combined with a superb cast, where everyone enjoys their role to the fullest, brings smiles of satisfaction to the audience’s faces. However, there are issues in the passages without any action, where perhaps it's not so much the gibberish dialogue that bothers us, but rather the fact that it has no pizzazz and lacks even the slightest bit of unpredictability. This means that you’ll simply know that Lerman will be a (likable) brat until the end and that the main three characters will be serving up catchphrases even if airships are falling from the sky. I'm not disappointed, I just think Anderson needs a tighter dramaturgical whip on him, and then he'll serve up one Death Race after another. :) 3 ½. (09.02.2012)

Three steampunk musketeers or Anderson saves himself. It seemed that Paul W.S. would spend the rest of his life alternating between hastily made B-movies and more and more sequels of Resident Evil. But then came an adventurous spectacle that is everything a boy's viewer's soul could wish for. A celebration of courage, a showcase of inventions, an action-packed ride, and an ode to Milly Jovovich's legs. Well-deserved. The most praiseworthy thing, however, is that Alexander Dumas doesn't have to rotate in his grave. The arrangement of characters, familiar plot twists, and central message about friendship and loyalty - it's all here. Perhaps only the overshot metrosexuality of the French king slightly disrupted peaceful sleep. But I'll gladly forgive that too. For some of us, today will be all about airships, swords, and Constance. Not necessarily in that order. (03.02.2013)