July 17th, 2008. CGI explosion in clip this evening, Billy Crudup on giant greenscreen. The fandom is afraid of it. I have seen its brief preview. The Hollywood is extended flash and the flash is full of stars and if the stars finally gloss over, all the fanboys will moan. The accumulated addition of all their SFX and smashed pumpkins will foam up about their eyeglasses and all the geeks and Alan Moore purists will look up and shout 'Save us!' And I'll look down, and whisper 'Meh.'
They had a choice, all of them. They could have followed in the footsteps of good movies like Iron Man, or Spider-Man. Decent movies, who believed in a continuity's dissolution for a movie's pay. Instead they followed the exacts of Englishmen and scholars and didn't realize that the trail led over a precipice until it was too late. Don't tell me they didn't have a choice. Now the whole PR campaign stands on the brink, staring down into bloody hell, all those purists and intellectuals and hysterical types, and all of a sudden everybody can think of smart-ass things to say.
Waiting for an actual whole movie to critique in all this snark and thunder.
I'm not stuck in this fandom with you.
You're stuck in this fandom with me.
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Take me, you brilliant bastard. Take me now.
Well. Fucking. Done.
Thank you! I think. I know I'm a Rock and Roll Mantasy and all but do keep in mind that you're married, you saucy minx, you.
I went "Hurray" in the theater, I was the only one though. Maybe no one else read it? I dunno, it made the whole castle on Mars scene seem to actually look like it would work, whereas in the book I was all "Meh, why isn't Rorschach on this page?"
Who are these watchmen, are they some sort of clock clock repairer's?
first, I think it's a bit more obscure than we hardcore types realize. Still, the visuals are lovely, even if I'm still worried about how well the complexity of the story will translate into film.
The Red Monk - Quiet, you.
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