Who Isn’t Watching the Watchmen Movie?
I’m not, dammit! I’m starting to feel like a nerd pariah. Seriously, I may well be the only geek in the ‘verse who isn’t even slightly interested in seeing Watchmen this weekend. Even my wife gets a gleam in her eye when we see the trailer, and she’s never read the comic! Mind you, my lack of interest in the film has everything to do with my love of the comic. But before you write me off as just another elitist prick that simply can’t abide film adaptations, consider this: I adore V for Vendetta in both its comic and cinematic forms. I love the film adaptation of the supposedly unfilmable Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. I may well be the only Tolkien fanatic in the world who prefers Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings to the book! The point is, I’m no stranger to blasphemy, and I have no problem when artists take liberties with beloved source material when translating it from one medium to another… But not with Watchmen. It seems to my mind that there’s an inescapable Catch-22 inherent
