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It's interesting and fairly shallow that the gist of almost every critic's review is that "300" is homoerotic.
Every time you see some buffed out dude in real life walking the streets you wonder just what the point of all that muscle is. His arms are so cranked he can't even properly hold a cell phone to his head.
So why not have a bunch of crunchy guys with spears kill each other for two hours? Isn't that what the muscles are really for?
As for this movie ushering in a new genre of predominantly CGI visuals—I can only hope. The majority of movies being fed to the public are like fisherman's chum: we're all so hungry for entertainment we'll swallow whatever muck they shovel our way. It's amazing some of these movies even make it to DVD.
"300" and "Sin City" before it were so beautifully rendered they quite literally brought tears to my eyes, and I'm not even gay. Animation and comic book movies are still considered "adolescent" movies, so we must all thank Frank Miller for bringing the "R" along with his vision, because movies can depict realities we can only dream of, and if animation/CGI is incorporated, that dream can get gloriously perverse.
I'd rather sit through ten screenings of "300" than be subjected to another love triangle between Drew Barrymore and actors A and B.
"300" is a work of art. All hail Frank Miller. Hoorah.
