happyboy

Saw 300 last weekend, was alright I guess. Reminded me a lot of one them old arcade games where you're the hero and you're kicking major ass, blowing tons of shit up, rackin' up points like mad, the thrill of the carnage hogging all of your attention, the feeling of power and domination until you get to that one level that gobsmacks you back to your senses. However, by that point, you welcome it because the novelty of it all has worn off and sure, getting a good score is nice but otherwise, all you are getting out of the game are sore thumbs so you see that large monster, impenetrable war machine, whatever and you go at it swinging with just half your heart in it and encourage the axe to fall on your neck ending it swiftly. The Spartans were dominant motherfuckers, they took no prisoners and went into battle always in the search of a "beautiful death" and that's grand but watching them bludgeon their way through hapless masses over and over got boring after a while and the ending was abrupt and flat all at once. Maybe I am finally evoloving, growing up, or catching up as the case may be, or maybe I've seen enough movies with gore as it's basic draw to realize I need more to be enterained now. If I had to rate this thing, I'd give it two stars maybe, two stars and a half since most movies I would give such a rating leave me feeling like a sap for paying to see it in the theatre, and while 300 wasn't what I had hoped, I didn't regret tyhe cost of my ticket stub souvenier as I left.