Not so entertained. The highs and lows of Gladiator II

Alien.Blade Runner.Black Hawk Down:At his directorial best, few can compete with Ridley Scott. His filmmakingcommands our attention and ratchets up the intensity, while taking us to a world we've never seen before.

In 2000, with a 35-year-oldRussell Crowe and a studio worried about an audience with noappetite for asword-and-sandals epic,Sir Ridley flung us into the Colosseum with the original Gladiator. If you haven't seen the original in a while, its pace may surprise you.

Not so slow as it is patient, the film takes its time, establishing the bona fides of its characters. We're introduced to Crowe as General Maximus on the field of battle, witnessing his leadership and strategic mind in action. Then comethe tragic circumstances of his family's fate, setting in motion an inevitable confrontation.

Crowe, with his fury-soaked baritone, was well cast. The result was an eminently quotable and watchable piece of entertainment.In a world where studios feast upon pre-existing IPlike starving harpies, it's no surprise Scott and Paramount Pictures elected to return to Rome for Gladiator II, out Friday.

What's surprising is just how closely it follows the original to much lesser effect.

Evil Emperors and the death of New Rome

Set 20 years after the death of Maximus, the dream of a new, more democratic Rome has been smothered by the capricious whims of the emperor twins, Caracalla and Geta (Fred Hechinger and Joseph Quinn).

Meanwhile, exiled for his own safety, Lucius, the son of the former emperor's daughter Lucilla, has built a life of his own in Africa Nova. But the appetite of the emperorsknows no limit.The alert is sounded.The Roman army, led by General Acacius (Pedro Pascal), lays siege.Defeated and distraught,Lucius becomes the property ofMacrinus, a merchant who buys and sells gladiators, played by Denzel Washington.

Here, the die is cast:Paul Mescal as the new gladiator ascending, battling through his grief with increasing levels of viscera;Pascal as the all-too-virtuous general, waging awar for the soul of Rome. At his side is the return of Connie Nielsenas the general's wife Lucilla,slowly realizing her connection to the barbarianthe crowds are cheering for.

Sad eyes for asuper-sized He-Man

As an actor, Mescal has demonstrated a knack for vulnerability in All of Us Strangers and Aftersun. Some of his best roles are his quietest,where we canimagine the complicated thoughts dancing behind his sad eyes.It's strange, then, to see himsuper-sized into this heroic He-Man of a warrior, slicing and dicing nameless centurions.

Part of the problem is a story that doesn't work to earn the audience's trust, instead assuming it already has it. From the opening frames, Lucius is presented as an unstoppable warrior. But little is said about how the scrawny child we met in thefirst film becomesthis fighting machine. When it comes to his abilities as a leader, the script does him few favours, with dialogue like, "This is about survival. Survive."

Instead of giving Mescal space to make the role his own, the shadow of his predecessorlooms large, to the point where he isn't just quoting Maximus he's channelling Crowe's voice.

In the area of action, Gladiator IIis a Roman orgy of excess.Killer baboons? Check.A soldier riding a battle-armoured rhino? Check.One impressive set piece features the gladiators pitted against Roman soldiers in a naval battle in shark-infested waters. Instead of this being a forum to appreciate Lucius's leadership, Ridley Scott muddies the water with a barrage of quick edits, making it impossible to appreciate each ship's location, and thereby Lucius's strategy.

Dazzling Denzel

But there is one aspect that rings true, bringingpurpose and, yes, entertainment to Gladiator II: Denzel Washington, at 69 years old, in a performanceso nimble, flirtatiousand downright devious you might begin to question for whom you should be cheering.

This is the power of an actor with experience, who knows his instrument intimately. The careful arching of the eyebrow. The pursed lips when something catches his interest. The probing eyes of a schemer. Washington weaponizes his magnetism, blinding his opponents with that megawatt smile.

While the narrative bounds Mescal toMaximus cosplay, Washington is freer to make Macrinus his own.Like a musician playing jazz, he's open to the moment, punctuating dialogue witheasy and effortless embellishments.

The success of the firstGladiatorwasn't expected, but under the blood and sand, it had something to say. WhenMaximusbellowed,"Are you not entertained?" he was calling out to the crowd of voyeurs, and the politicians who kept the audience distracted with bread and circuses.

Twenty-four years since the release of the original, things in real lifehaven't changed so much. After a divisive U.S. election, millions tuned in to watch a glitch-prone boxing match, a battle between an aging legend and a social media star.

But Gladiator 2 isn't interested in alarger message it's too busy worshipping at the altar of nostalgia. It's ashallow spectacle, built on the bones of something better.