Paul W.S. Anderson (Mortal Kombat, the Resident Evil franchise) makes the not particularly natural jump in source material from video games to 19th-century French literature, and the result is stupid fun, with an emphasis on stupid. Everything in The Three Musketeers is puffed up absurdly — from Orlando Bloom's villainous pompadour to the plot about preventing war between France and England via a diamond heist — until it's like one of the airships that populate the film: It floats, but it's mainly filled with hot air. C
