The Prince of Persia is not nearly as cheesy as Jake Gyllenhaal’s dopey haircut would lead you to believe.
Okay, he may look like some unholy cross between Fabio and Pocahontas, but the movie is mindlessly fun, befitting a film based on a video game.
The plot—oh, is this really even necessary?—involves a special sand filled dagger that can turn back time. Jake’s Prince Dastan has been framed for murdering his adopted father—the king—and he must secure the dagger and clear his name, a beautiful princess in tow, natch.
There’s Ben Kingsley sneering Iago-style as Jake’s uncle, the brother of the king; Alfred Molina hamming it up amusingly as a greedy sheik; and the lovely Gemma Arterton as the aforementioned princess, a woman so stunning, she makes grown men gasp.
Mostly it involves a super buff Jakey, clearly having much more fun than gloomy Russell Crowe down the multiplex hall inRobin Hood, jumping from buildings (apparently parkour is a big part of the video game) and getting into sword fights and rolling around in the dirt.
Works for me, people.