So. Watchmen. I, uh...
Hm.
Well, I...
Hm.
See, it's weird for me, I think. Not necessarily weirder than anyone here, but...well, I've been waiting for this movie for twenty four years. We used to sit around and drink coffee and cast it in our minds. (You know, back in the nineties, when casting Mel Gibson as the Comedian seemed like a reasonable choice). I've read, re-read, re-re-read and re-re-re-read the graphic novel fourteen gajillion times.
So, the movie was...odd to me. The first act seemed to kind of rush by and I wasn't sure if that's because I was expecting the pacing of the story that I am so intimately familiar with or because they had to cut almost all of the early Minutemen stuff, or what.
And then when we start to get into the meat of the story it felt choppy, possibly for the same reasons. Except, no...not entirely. Snyder seemed to focus on some things that I don't think he needed to, ( Owlship porn anyone? Seriously, when I'm sitting in the theater between my gorgeous wife and an ex-girlfriend and I'm getting fucking impatient with the scene ["Okay, they're fucking, we get it"] rather than feeling uncomfortable either socially or in my pants, then, Snyder...you're doing it wrong. ) I was torn about the blue boink-stick because, in the graphic novel Gibbons wasn't exactly shy about it, but in a movie it does become the, er, centerpiece of the scene, so to speak. Also, after the movie, I took a poll of my friends with the question "Who here thinks that when Dr. Manhattan was re-building himself he made a few 'modifications' down there? You know, a little 'Well, while I'm here anyway...'? Show of hands? Me too."
I didn't mind the change of the ending MacGuffin. It did make a bit more sense than "Giant Space Squid explodes in Manhattan! Let's sing 'Kumbaya'!" On the other hand, as a friend pointed out, the benefit to the space squid was that, conceivably, humanity had a chance to defeat it by joining forces. As opposed to the new ending wherein the message seems to be "God's pissed at us, let's go and fight him together! What? We can do it, right guys? It's only...y'know...God...oh, fuck it, let's just drink and fuck anything that moves and cry ourselves to death."
So I'm kind of walking away with two impressions here, and they seem to hinge on whether you've read the graphic novel or at least how much or little you can divorce the novel from the movie. For those who've read the graphic novel, it probably could have been longer...it didn't quite hit the beats that the novel did for those who've read it. There was never the "HOLY SHIT!" moments from the movie that I got from the graphic novel and I don't think that's because I'd already got them from the novel. The build up to the novel's moment of "I did it thirty-five minutes ago." had me going "GUHWHAAAAHHH JESUS!" the first time I read it and still leaves me a little kind of breathless with every re-read, whereas in the movie it was "Heh."
But a couple of the folk I saw the movie with haven't read the graphic novel and their response was universally "That could've been an hour shorter." They didn't really have any problem following A to B to C, but they just didn't give a shit by the time it got to C. That emotional build-up wasn't present for them, washed away by irritation and thoughts like "How long are we going to float around Mars, anyway?"
I also was a little put off by some of the violence. When Dan and Laurie are attacked in the alley, I was kind of shocked by the splintering arm bones and spattering blood and especially the knife in the throat. I realize these heroes aren't Batman and don't necessarily have a "code against killing", but at the same time one of the reasons they could look at Rorschach and say "He's the nutball" as opposed to themselves is that Rorschach drops mostly harmless sexual deviants down elevator shafts (continued...)