Watchmen Movie Review

I'm a comic book fan, have been since I was a kid, and like many others I'd place The Watchmen at the summit of graphic tales. So I admit that I expected to be disappointed with the movie. Oh, I figured there was some hope. I mean, Spider-man, the X-Men and the Dark Knight all proved that Hollywood can dress up in tights in front of the camera with as much vigor as they do in casting rooms, but still . . . this is The Watchmen.

I'm happy to report that I loved the flick. It was long, pushing 3 hours, but a close and power translation of the original graphic novel. And director Zack Snyder did a wonderful job of casting lesser known actors who looked and interpreted their parts better than had he tried an Ocean's 11 (or 12 or 13) approach by trying to draw an audience with Brad Pitt and that George guy.

*MINOR SPOILER ALERT*

And speaking of Zack Snyder, is he a homosexual or what? Those of you who've been here before know that I support gay rights, finding Christian arguments against homosexuality weakly supported by scriptures and a Republican argument against homosexuality in conflict with the Republican idea of personal freedom. (For a full explanation of my take, check out Homosexuals, Republicans And The Holy Ghost.) So I say this not as a pejorative attack, but as a legitimate question.

I know Zack Snyder is on his second marriage. Well, I know it as I read it on the Internet. But then I think . . . his most famous film prior to this was 300, which was obviously named after how gay that movie is on a scale of 1 to 10. And now he gives us The Watchmen where there are far too many scenes with a clear view of Dr. Manhattan's junk. In the comic we see Dr. Manhattan's wardrobe get less and less as the story progresses and he moves toward his eventual disconnect with humanity. But in the movie it's a quick jump from Speedos to too, too much of the blue.

I'm just sayin'