Look, again i appear unexpectedly to say something about a comic book movie: Zack Snyder does not deserve to make a
Watchmen movie. No, he does not. It is all about the letter, the filigreed, illumined letter, and not the spirit. (Speaking of, there is one person who deserves to make a
Watchmen movie less, his last name is Miller and his first name is Used To Be A Good Writer.)
Look, i still hate the Comedian. The world hates me because it conspired to have Jeffrey Dean 'volcanically hot father of incestuous and lovable demon-hunting brothers on craptastic CW show' Morgan play him.
But such power, such obscene power. Of course i will run to see it. (Ha! Foiled your crude punnage!) I will be wearing my Nite-Owl shirt. I will be the only person in the audience wearing the super-awesome Nite-Owl shirt, make no mistake.
Is this all there is. I feel like something that just crawled out of Alan Moore's beard. Which is an interdimensional pathway paved with, i do not know,
mind-altering substances?