Well,
sargon999 , my dad, and I all went to see 300 this afternoon.
Holy fucking shit.
It absolutely does not matter how stupid it was -- and what with all the unnecessary slow-motion, it was pretty damn stupid -- it was bar none the most beautiful movie I've seen in . . . maybe ever. I realize
I just said that about the Prestige, but fuck it, every single frame of this movie was gorgeous. It's a stunning movie, and I'm not just saying that because Gerard Butler is oiled-up mansexin' on a hot, pointy stick.
And, best part, we got to see most of it twice. The film melted at the very end, in the last ten freaking minutes. We stormed the front desk, got free passes, then marched into a different showing to catch the end. We wound up watching the second half of it again, which was fine with me.
It's not the sort of thing you want to watch with any sort of expectation that it will be true to history. For fuck's sake, in one scene there is a guy with a goat's head playing the zither. My favorite scene featured an armored attack rhino. It's not historically accurate. What this is, is history made myth made visual. Watch it like it's a comic book movie, a moving painting. That's pretty much what it is. And for what it is, it succeeds remarkably well.
I need me some Leonidas icons, or at least bases to work from.
And suddenly, I kind of want a beard.