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Got a call around 6:30 Sunday evening from my sister asking if I wanted to join her at the theater to see the new movie, Watchmen. I agreed, ate some supper, pulled away from the soul-sucking capabilties of Twitter and headed out. When I arrived at the movie theater I was greeted by a line of people that stretched out into the parking lot. After standing in the line like some sort of zombie for about ten minutes, I looked ahead at the ticket window in an effort to detect some explanation as to why the line wasn’t moving. I found it. There was no one in the friggin window.
Finally, someone showed up to collect money and distribute tickets and the lot of us filed inside… to greet a crowd of movie goers already taking up more than half the seats. WTF, crappy-small-town-cinema-where-I-live?! WTF…? Chose a seat that was close to my preferred seats (puts my head at the same eye-height as the performers on stage/screen without stressing my eyes from the motion). Anyway…
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I enjoyed the entire first half of the movie. I loved how the writers and editors allowed character development, multiple parts of the storyline and character origins to all flow together and towards the same goal that all movies share, the ending. I enjoyed the style during the first half of the movie, also. Basically, the movie at this point was a work of art. It used imagery that evoked similar emotion in all viewers of epic heroism that we associate with “super heroes” who can do no wrong, fear no evil and are always just. Then it mixed that imagery with the reality of how ugly (not beautiful or epic) even a simple punch is, not to mention how awful death can be and what sort of mental instabilities one needs to be able to, yes, kill and maim people in such a way that they are truly vanquished. When my movie going companion leaned over and told me “I didn’t know you were in this movie,” during the Comedian’s various scenes, I must admit I was brought even more into the film. I would like to point out, however, that I am not, in fact, a rapist, murderer or psychopath… yet.
The philosophy of the writers in the first half of the movie is very compelling. The movie represents a new genre with for its graphics and story, but most of all for its version of the heroes we all hold in such high esteem. It really is something new in a world of same-olds. Alas, there were many problems with the film, also…
After the first half of the movie, we arrive at our first sex scene, of which there are four in the entire movie. Of these four, two are with the same couple and one is with two guys on one girl, ranking Watchmen among most $5 porn flicks for variety. The use of three of these four scenes was completely unnecessary. I say only three because one was very short and helped to explain the regression of the main character’s emotional mind from humanity, referring, of course, to the character who’s penis, that shows up over & over again in frames, is sure to be the most famous CGI effect for years to come (Dr. Manhattan is the main character, and you know it). In comes the next problem: the time spent on characters not pivotal to the plot of the story and without any development in these characters being shown.
He wanted an atomic blue wang really, really badly.
Dr. Manhattan is the most pivital character in the entire movie. The world lives or dies (and, in fact, lives) by his hands. The Comedian is the supporting character to Dr. Manhattan; without the Comedian, Dr. Manhattan would not be able to perceive the regression of his mind. Rorschach is the narrator of the film and, for the most part, his role is that of an observer. Night Owl II is just a sort of dork that runs around from place to place trying to figure out what’s going on, useful only for the camera to follow so we see scenes in places devoid of Dr. Manhattan, and he is just barely useful as a super hero. Ozymandias plays the ‘villain’ of the movie, whose motivations and philosophies are also greatly influenced by the Comedian, and as an ancient and powerful man he resets the world and brings piece to all nations. Silk Spectre II, as a character, has a pivotal role in the story, being that she aids Ozymandias’ plan and helps Dr. Manhattan to appreciate life from the human perspective, again. She, however, should not have a pivital role in anything because her character is used as nothing more than a f*ck-hole that several characters share; the same can be said for the actress that plays her.
The time spent focusing on Silk Spectre II was completely unnecessary, slowed the movie’s pace and debunked much of the credibility the movie created for itself. Since that one character did all that and took more than an hour to do it, my overall opinion of the movie is leaning more towards the negative (I wouldn’t recommend the film). The last, and worst, effect that the Silk Spectre II scenes had on the film was to change the style of writing and graphic art for the ending of the movie. What should have been a dramatic ending, I feel, was poorly rewritten as a direct result of a lack of motivation to finish a project properly that had already been contaminated by inartistic filth.
One last bit… WTF with the make-up on Carla Gugino (original Silk Spectre) as an old woman? It looked horrible. You spent how many millions, made fantastic scenes, made a man of CGI as the main character and can’t just go find some lady that looks like Gugino, but older? C’mon, WB. WTF?!
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