| Zack  Snyder brings his visual prowess to the animation medium and soars high with  the noble fantasy, Legend of the  Guardians: The Owls of Ga’Hoole. The  films narrative is welcome, for while the moral ambiguity of Snyder’s Wathcmen fits within a world complacent with the eternal war between the light and the  dark, Legend of the Guardians (based  on the novels by Kathryn Lasky) is a much needed throwback to the traditional  Good v. Evil fantasy yarn. What  also makes this production different from the usual animated feature is that it’s  Australian made, with a picturesque local landscape as its setting, and the use  of a (mostly) Australian cast who give voice to owls at war over the fate of  their world. The  last time Australia entered the animation game at such a high level was with Happy  Feet, and like that film the attention to detail in its animation –  from creature to backdrop – is jaw dropping in its precision. Yet while the  Penguins of Happy Feet were bust tip tapping on the snow, these owls are  gearing up for battle, and boy do the feathers fly in style.   Legends... focuses on the  adventures of Soren (Jim Sturgess), a young dreamer owl who is plucked from his  home by an evil flock of owls known as the “Pure Ones”, led by the dark hearted  Metalbeak (Joel Edgerton) and his mate Nyra (Helen Mirren). When  Soren witnesses the havoc the Pure Ones plan to unleash he escapes, and with a  group of misfit hooters (Emily Barclay, Anthony LaPaglia, David Wenham) attempt  to find The Guardians, a mythical band of hero owls who can vanquish the  villains. It  is in their adventure that Legends... delivers on its promise as an animation spectacular, while also ending the  stream of sub-par 3D releases with an exemplary example of just how good that  extra dimension can look if treated with time and respect.  Snyder’s  portrayal of flight as pure liberty in motion is breathtaking, with a majesty  felt in every flap of these creatures wings. An  excellent ensemble of voice talent deliver. Helen Mirren is ice cold, Geoffrey  Rush madcap, Hugo Weaving commanding. Yet  the loudest voice belongs to its honourable spirit which proudly declares that  the power of belief should never waver to tyranny, and that some battles are  worth fighting for. |