Take an over-the-top Danny Glover, an enjoyable cameo from Vinnie Jones and a handful of giant CGI dragons and the least you can expect is a bit of fun, right?

Sadly that is not the case in Age of the Dragons, a turgid romp where the all of the possible drama and excitement has been drained from its 90-minute running time.

Credit where credit is due, at least director Ryan Little’s effort tries something a bit different – it just simply does not work.

Taking Herman Melville’s classic novel Moby Dick as its inspiration, this opus documents the ‘legend’ of Ahab (Glover), who instead of a whale has a rare White Dragon as his hunting obsession.

The dragon you see killed his sister in front of his own eyes back in the day, so Ahab decides to spend the rest of his days chasing these creatures.

Joining him in this adventure are Jones, an adopted daughter (Sofia Pernas) and our true ‘hero’, Ishmael (played by Corey Sevier).

All this sounds great I know, but with the woeful CGI dragons at a real premium (budgetary constraints no doubt) the emphasis is very much on dialogue and the creaky script just does not hold up.

Deciding to film most of the action in thick mist to cloud the zero funds the flick obviously managed to cobble together, there are lengthy spells in this that are quite simply boring as hell.

For some reason that is never really explained the gang travel around on a huge rolling machine that resembles the Jawas’ vehicle in Star Wars, with a disfigured Glover gurning his way through some crass lines.

With a film called Age of the Dragons surely the least you could expect is that there are lots of the creatures themselves, but nothing could be further from the truth.

A handful of scenes show the dragons, and those scenes are laughable due to the shoddy nature of the effects work.

I really am struggling to come up with any positives for this – Jones in his brief appearance adds some much-needed fun and Moroccan actress Pernas is very easy on the eye.

But that is certainly not enough to save this effort from a very definite thumbs down.

About The Author

Simon Fitzjohn

Simon is a journalism tutor in London, who also just happens to be a movie fanatic, with a craving for the darker side of cinema. He has written two books, one on the horror films of director Bob Clark (2014) and the other on the history of the character Norman Bates (2015). His third book, on the work of British exploitation director Pete Walker, is due in 2017.