I would have probably forgotten about promising the review. A few friends and I went to see 300 last night at Cinema De Luxe. It's a fancy theatre w/ assigned bucket leather seats and a good 12 inches between seats. They even have an outgoing young person who welcomes the patrons to the theatre before starting the previews and someone who sells concessions out of the front of the theatre. It's somewhere between the experience of going to a ball game and a play.
Anyways, I probably wouldn't have actually written the review, except that Brendan Mellican - aka Buck Paxton - and the lovely mother of his child, Iris, were sitting in the seats next to our assigned seats. Brendan asked me if he should still read the review. Thus, reminding me that I blogged I'd write. It's still weird when I run into people that read my blog.
Brendan and I ended up catching up a bit before our seats were re-assigned. They moved us to sit next to other friends who we had come with - who ordered their tickets separately. Yeah. They'll even move you around at this fancy theatre. It's de luxe.
Anyways, the movie. Here it is. Short and sweet. Visually Awesome. Every shot reminded me of a Bierstadt landscape painting w/ paintings of Paul Cadmus' human figures overlayed. The story, since it's mostly modelled after history, was quite predictable. We knew the 300 Spartans were going to die. So, there wasn't much left to do but enjoy the action. I was expecting to feel like I do when I'm in a competitive soccer game: a rush of testerone and sometimes the urge to hurt someone who screws with me. But, I didn't get that. Probably a good thing for my friends and the other cars on the road during the ride home.
I actually fell asleep for a few minutes until my buddy Josh woke me up. But, that's not any indication of the movie. I can and do fall asleep anywhere. Anyways, it was good. I'd see it again. In fact, I just watched the theatrical trailer a few times and got slightly aroused. Not in a sexual way. But, in that "These guys had something to fight for. I wish my life had that much meaning" way.
There was an erotic scene between the king and the queen which verged on soft porn. I think I counted about 5 positions. And there was some amazingly nasty humungous and disfigured characters. Xerxes was one tall dude. Great use of boils on faces. And of course, the 300 men who purportedly trained for 12 straight weeks to get 6 pack abs, made me feel guilty for drinking 4 beers before the movie. All in all, I'd give it 4 stars... for what it was: a great visually arousing, slightly meaningful, romanticized-sorta-historical action flick.