Just finished watching Watchmen at the AMC 30 Multiplex in Olathe, KS.
Not a bad movie, in and of itself.
But it didn't really excite me, either. Granted, I've read the book a few times (it's been a while since I've re-read it, however), and so there were no big surprises. The first thing that came to my mind after watching it was this:
Whoopty-shit. Christ, it's already 7 o'clock.
No, really. I just paid $20 for a movie ticket and a meal. The meal was actually pretty good, but, dammit, that was three hours, and I could have gotten a lot done during that time. There's nothing I really took home from the movie, and I didn't discuss the finer points of it on the way home - becuase everyone else in the car felt it was a pointless adaptation - well-made, generally well-acted, but altogether pointless, at least to me. I'm sure there are people who love the hell out of it, and good for them.
Instead, I feel generally empty afterward. Then again, I feel like that after a lot of movies at the theater nowadays - it all just seems like disposable product. Even stuff I enjoy at the theater doesn't make me want to buy or otherwise procure a copy of it on DVD for future viewing.
Who knows? Maybe I'm just getting old.
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