I love a great review. In what follows Peter Suderman manages to sum up the core problem of Snyder’s film version of Watchmen in less a paragraph:
The sensibility behind it is puerile in the extreme. Say what you will about Moore and his book, at least he had a story to tell and something to say. Snyder, on the other hand, just had something to repeat. Watching his movie bears no small resemblance to being harangued about Objectivism by an obnoxious sophomore who’s recently spent far too much spare time memorizing passages in Atlas Shrugged.