Showing posts with label Watchmen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Watchmen. Show all posts

Thursday, March 12, 2009

BONUS SONNET: Why I Watches The Watchmen

The casting call, for the big Watchmen flick
Must have been odd. "Must make a good blue nude."
They found one, though, and Crudup did the trick;
He managed to emote, not to say brood,
From 'neath the paint. But Haley stole the show.
To act under that mask was no mean feat.
And Rorsach in the prison - umm, hello...
Hands down the best part of the film, complete.
A faithful adaptation? There's no doubt!
Down to the wardrobe and the set design,
The detail lavished here just knocked me out!
The novel to the life! A moving shrine!
As to the ending - honestly, I thought
The movie has the better, for this plot.

I Watches The Watchmen, That's Who

I'm glad to say I come down on the side
Of those who don't think this new movie sucks.
Some caveats I won't and cannot hide:
I am a Watchmen nerd from way back. Shucks,
I was a teen when "Cold War" was a real
And scary term, when ev'ry honest kid
Confessed to fear that all of us could feel
That Russia'd help us eagerly to rid
The Earth of life. Into this nervous world
This book exploded with nuclear force.
For kids like me at least, who gladly hurled
Ourselves into its angst - diff'rent, of course,
With superheroes, flawed and human, too.
So yes, I liked this film, and you might, too.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

There Is A Reason Advance Hype Makes Me Nervous

The first reviews for Watchmen have come in.
And what they tell me really isn't good.
I do recall a feeling of chagrin
When I first learned they'd made it. Understood,
I kept an open mind; I'd wait and see
The early shots looked good enough, and I
Will cut some slack for eye candy. A key,
Though, would be how much they'd apply
Themselves to adaptation of a script
That kept the tension and the paranoid
Feel of the book. It will, they said. Now nipped
Right in the bud are my hopes they'd avoid
The risk of making a great bloated mess.
But will I still go see it? Sigh, I guess.

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