I finally got around to seeing the Watchmen movie. I have a vague memory of reading the comic when I was probably at least five years too young for it — I didn't understand at least half of what was going on. It was actually one of the first superhero-type comics I read, and it was quite a few years before I realized that, oh, these aren't canon superheroes like Batman and Wolverine (incidentally, between "Watchmen" and the fact that my other "My First Superhero Comic" experience was an issue well into the "No Man's Land" Batman story arc, I came away with impression that all comic books were dark, depressing, and borderline incomprehensible).
Anyway...yeah. Movie. Judging by the amount of attention it had received, I was half-expecting Dr. Manhattan's glowing blue penis to take up exorbitant amounts of screentime and maybe have like, I dunno, a closeup or something. Not so much. It was just a male character who didn't wear clothes in most of his scenes and was occasionally shown from the front. I was personally way more turned off by the violence, which the reviews I've read totally did not freak out over. I had to actually turn away from the screen at least three times due to gore. One involved a cleaver through a guy's head, one involved using power tools on another guy's abdomen, and I honest-to-Pete cannot remember the last because I have apparently blocked it out. It was just that nasty.
I'm trying to figure out why the nuclear holocaust threat never seemed that, er, threatening to me. Was it the fault of the writing or was it because I was only seven when the Berlin Wall fell and therefore don't have much in the way of personal experience of living under such a threat?
Despite that, it was a pretty good movie. Not one I think I'd want to watch again, but I don't regret paying the $5 for it.
Anyway...yeah. Movie. Judging by the amount of attention it had received, I was half-expecting Dr. Manhattan's glowing blue penis to take up exorbitant amounts of screentime and maybe have like, I dunno, a closeup or something. Not so much. It was just a male character who didn't wear clothes in most of his scenes and was occasionally shown from the front. I was personally way more turned off by the violence, which the reviews I've read totally did not freak out over. I had to actually turn away from the screen at least three times due to gore. One involved a cleaver through a guy's head, one involved using power tools on another guy's abdomen, and I honest-to-Pete cannot remember the last because I have apparently blocked it out. It was just that nasty.
I'm trying to figure out why the nuclear holocaust threat never seemed that, er, threatening to me. Was it the fault of the writing or was it because I was only seven when the Berlin Wall fell and therefore don't have much in the way of personal experience of living under such a threat?
Despite that, it was a pretty good movie. Not one I think I'd want to watch again, but I don't regret paying the $5 for it.