Instead they plunder the world of the “graphic novel”, which is like a comic book only it’s for grown-ups — at least, ostensibly.
So instead of cheap thrills, we get existential brooding. Director Zack Snyder takes this new dark and gritty approach to its extreme with Watchmen, adapted from the celebrated graphic novel by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons. The result is one of the most violent and unexpectedly raunchy superhero movies in Hollywood history. But it’s also one of the most ponderous.
Whether this is evidence of the same slavish devotion to the original work he exhibited with 300, I can’t say as I haven’t read the graphic novel.
Maybe he’ll gets a sequel to work out what that actually is.