[Amorsesombabs]

Uh oh. My most trusted critic has panned it! [shocked]

“Watchmen,” like “V for Vendetta,” harbors ambitions of political satire, and, to be fair, it should meet the needs of any leering nineteen-year-old who believes that America is ruled by the military-industrial complex, and whose deepest fear—deeper even than that of meeting a woman who requests intelligent conversation—is that the Warren Commission may have been right all along. The problem is that Snyder, following Moore, is so insanely aroused by the look of vengeance, and by the stylized application of physical power, that the film ends up twice as fascistic as the forces it wishes to lampoon. The result is perfectly calibrated for its target group: nobody over twenty-five could take any joy from the savagery that is fleshed out onscreen, just as nobody under eighteen should be allowed to witness it. http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critic...ci_cinema_lane

Now, I enjoyed the Watchmen novel more than Lane, but I have no faith in Snyder, and I fear even in the hands of a capable director translating it into a film that lives up to the novel's éclat for deconstructing popular culture is virtually an impossible undertaking.